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Rich Boy » Gangsta (Interlude)
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	La la la, La la la, La la la, Ooooooo La la la, La la la, La la la (Verse 1: Mark Twain) Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Off in da gutter Got da hood hollerin corner cutta With Zone 4 Them young money gettin muthafukers Ah Rich Boy Gone and pass me da click toy He spit boy And I'm gonna have to make em trip boy Sick and tired Of niggas hollerin cut throat When they ain't Never had to get away from po-po Aint never have To pay they bills from choppin up coke Aint never ever Seen the barrel of a chopper smoke (Rich Boy:) Ah let them niggas out there kno yo name folk Who me I'm Mark Twain switch lanes Flip change And always keep a extra clip man Blow da brains On damn near everything I roll man Been on my game Every since them crocked folks came Keep my hustle On da low and a bitch in her place And if u yappin Out yo mouth then say it to my face Full clip for Niggas snitchin when they catch a case (Rich Boy:) Boy open up yo Mouth and tell me hoe this barrel taste (Chorus:) Gangstaaaaaaaa See da streets they be callin See a young nigga ballin Gangstaaaaaaaa A young playa in the rap game Ridin round in a Lac man Gangstaaaaaaaa Gangstaaaaaaaa (Verse 2: Rich Boy) Them niggas ain't Like it when I went and brought a blue mink So now they Talkin to da police at da precinct But they ass Don't kno them laws on a payroll Might see me In a ride that ain't even a day old Talkin real Loud but you ain't sayin nuthin So stop frontin Cause them hoes for you ain't fuckin Keep truckin Look here boy don't u stop here It ain't magic But that glock will make you disappear You like a Kid still writin love letters You say you Better but I'm still makin more cheddar I'm too Clever for these hoes to play me Even crazy Lazy ass hoes gonna pay me I really Hate when niggas talk too much Jus cause you Got a strap don't mean u cant get touched You'll find me In a 2 seater wit a all white beata Gettin head From yo bitch but yo dumbass see her They say R-I-C-H-B-O and Y P-I-M-P Bitch till I die Sometimes I Even have to ask myself why Them niggas So god damn fresh and so fly (Chorus)
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