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They say I be doin' too much, but i don't listen to my foes
They got indicted but I'm still yikin' on these hoes
Coursing through the veins of my hood in plainclothes
Flexin' equals witness protection, you ain't know?
Spit and shine, that's a sign of a solid G
Ridin' slow like a moph followin' me
Jacket hangin' off me something like a curtain
Stick my hands out, pose like im surfin'
Ain't my mojo so worrisome?
He be backslidin', he think I'ma roast him
So he sweatin' like he fulla ice on a coaster
See practice make perfect, my skills make 'em scared
And people who ain't good, just act like they don't car
Niggaz who chase paper chase women the same way
Make a decision: you gone get evicted or get played?
Say nigga Fuck you! I know they heard that
They better watch me, I got my nerves back
(alh!) And I'm gone shake 'em til they shut me up