bricks Them bustas under estimate, That's a sign of playa hatin' My heart don't pump no water trick, So sit and max to what I'm sayin' Ninety-six is playas year
don From Veneddinni, five carats on the arm, jew-els be the bomb The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sip us some martinis Bad girl of the year 96, Pam Grier
for dat' cheddar But don't holler if it ain't six figures or better Ya' better come here with 8, cause' I'm drivin' in five Shine til' I die, so I
Fest back in '85 when the dubs and the San Dieg's used to hoo ride on motherfuckers like it was the thing to do eighty-five, eighty-fo', eight-tray, in year
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calling I pull strings, the Don King, only in America Then I hustle, and flex my muscle [Hustlers] --Yeah, man, I've been out here running game for eight years
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