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Riot lyrics
I don't even know what to say
Ain't got to say much
You here my voice
You know it's 50
Nigga that cocaine that I'm flipping
Wood-wood grain when I'm dipping
Codeine when I'm sippin'
Bitch, You fucking right I be trippin'
I put your bitch face in my lap
2-2-3s all in my strap
Count-count my paper
All of them stacks
Fuck something up and get it right back
Nigga try me
That-that pyrex in my kitchen
Rich niggas still bitching
Them GDs and them vicelords
Or that gangsta shit I be kicking
Who Blood now? Who Cripping?
Who pussy? Tell me who snitching?
I got a firearm to fire on
For whoever done let that bitch in
These niggas don't live by the codes
Then cut in and fucked up the game
Throw your sets up if you don't give a fuck
It's 50 and 2 Chainz
Got the hood back poppin', I dance to this
I buy the whole bar, nigga you can drank to this
Get the bottles poppin'
While the hoes watchin'
And damn I love this gangsta shit
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