They must not know where we're from, they don't know who we are They must not know where we're from, I'm like a movie star. They must not know where we're from, they don't know who we are They must not know where we're from, I'm like a movie star.
Aid enough with the mean, buggin like you ain't sheen Nothin pop ball and they ain't nobody get between nothing Shut the noise up, you're calling your boys up, you.. get bullet how is all.. fucking your toys up, I wanna lock with my niggas, I'll strap gangsta low me for spitting all rappers, but I'm more like a legend in the hood 'cause I'm never hood kids talk about cash forever in the hood, some G's got life is never looking good, at the point when I pull up with the ledder on the wood, tell her all good, blow money doing photo shoots with snow bunnies wouldn't have on the hood, but you ain't nothing hoe, what they're going for, niggas getting dough, do what they hitting for, when all me in every hood, attack you down in New Orleans, I bet you ..like a Larry wood, everywhere I go, their idea, think is the color, of the rally stripes on my sheavy hood.
Hook: They must not know where we're from, they don't know who we are They must not know where we're from, I'm like a movie star. They must not know where we're from, they don't know who we are They must not know where we're from, I'm like a movie star.
The sister trade me in the Ali, the young in zell, do you matter Brazil, probably the white girls lead, like Ali, you stand even problems, behind we my party, niggas act like they remember me from minutes like you're acting bitch right now, bout this money business I road through my city like a diplomat, Bitch I'm that, bitches like you came here with your.. but they ain't trying kill nothing, but that fat ass, she spas..over bill.. you know the deal ain't got a.. tryin to keep it real.. and .. the cash to kill your.. I wanna try to see, ..I don't set.
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I'm a boss, 'cause I gotta staff, AT the club I pour so many numbers the glock I'm signing autograph, she on the dance floor, she wanna party bad, but a shorty wanna bounce, I call the cab, I'm just two stepping, the Patron just chilling with my new weapon I roll cool weapon, Put me in the room ..nonbelievers rappers, a guard diva like star receive us, in the hood I'm a movie star, it's like Bruce WIllis, standing on the duice chillin, and now what, I wanna renovate my new.. just to stimulate my crew eye.
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