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We in this great lakes state eatin' steaks n It's kinds hard to miss the crew we all got limps We come equipped with new and stetsons The super saggy and the white trash connection No flexin', huh, what I mean You can feel us fool, we need to be seen It's all the green, not the drugs we be takin' shits free with an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time Got them all state, all county, all hood It's all good times, the lord For dumb people and credit card fraud Were tearin' up your lawn, we got of lincolns Step into crib and have your whole house stinkin' Don't and don't think were soft Hide your and your gold and don't express your thoughts We get mad props, wreck all Puttin' stops on crews they get confused and lose, what we do tem from pioneers Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for lookin' Can you hear me or am I to the wall That's top dog out each and everyone of y'all You get balls you come and that shit But top dogs ain't nothing to fuck with And don't say we warn ya I got this detroit thing with love than california Drunk dj smokin' dips Call me the sidekick thug boy kid with the I rip through like a bullet in the breeze And I float through tracks a shark in the sea A we bit shy but I by me And I'm a mean when I have to be Got young g's with and thieves on hold Strategically in case somebody feels bold, I told You ho's you can't fuck these 'cause I more papers then trees See we believe in forever is criteria You fuckin' top dog your fuckin' with familia No I ain't ya, got all that I can do to hear you see me you should stand clear You see me in my lincoln, in the drinkin' Who you gonna check bitch, what the you thinkin' You can check me but that shit don't You can get your took tryin' to take my pride You ride who? man that shit ain't big I roll with dogs that'll your wig And got gigs all money, detroit to Cellular receivers and beepers is what were Your nothin' of importance, I sweat you Yeah the drinks on me but the on you I'm all the everyday nothin' at all See I'm not doin much I'm just havin' a ball I'm in bed by I'm up by noon I might sit around, I write me a tune I might go and again I might not I get me a 40 or pour me some scotch The watch on my that don't even exist A lot of pissed from appointments that I've missed I everybody and their mom for spite everybody's barkin' but nobody ever bites Your talkin' loud, sayin' Get you dad, get your Go and get your boy 'cause he's as big as a Now your pussy ass click and get the fuck out I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains like I live in plush with them hourly rates I do big 8 times a day The crew be livin' large at the bay Got a way the world and now I'm lookin' to scramble Ain't about to ass out on a no gamble I could handle anything but I ain't down for So before somebody slides somebody's choked I'm a no good freak, I tweak like rashes I lose a little with every day that passes Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a very shy And get this, some people say I I'm the same mother fucker with the old name A little extra game and extra see You could fuck me but don't put it me You bash me and got no reason I can lay up in the caymans for 4 straight I ain't a pnk, I to be I for what is not what used to be Your all up in the past ass what I say I'm all today and I'm a die that way... bitch