Come on Uh You remind me of my range Lamb skin seat covers Brotha's get ya change Get ya dame 'cause she want the niggas wit the frames With the change Nigga man sick with the bank Shit been the same since 86' and Kane Get ya main bitch itchin to give me brain And they say that's why we hold fifths See me four wheelin rollin over the whole building Chrome killin em' twenty inches the whole Dill with it I'm so ill wit it so Dill with it I be Prada'd out Without a doubt Spot em' out wildin out We wildin out Lady's let me see you do it like Uh You look at me
[10x] Look at you Look at me
Uh Yeah Uh This is for my bitches wit cars of they own This is for my niggas with the bars of chrome Ahh bitches nigga leave ya littles cars at home Stay there Detroit niggas don't play fair son Chickens be trickin to get they hair done Yeah son, its nare one of these niggas spark shit I'm on son Biz Mark shit like Can you feel it 'Cause nothing can save ya 'Cause this is the season for stackin ya paper My click is the reason you tuckin ya chain up When you fuckin wit this you fuckin wit danger You see me up in the range and I got a gang a niggas That be runnin wit thangs and guns to bang ya They be runnin wit thangs got guns to bang ya 'Cause when you fuckin wit this you fuckin wit danger
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