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Big Tymers I Got That Work

of niggas got coward ways So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused What I'm tryin' to

I got that bitch on dubs And that Yu- the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye I got that bitch on dubs And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out

don't stop, ya heard me Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock, how you love that Baby, Mannie Fresh, they got that work, nigga And I got that pistol

Whoa, whoa, the Big Tymers, nigga Who? Who? The Big Tymers, nigga Huh? Get it right Bentley interior, I lay back on it Every time a nigga see me, it'

wannabe's got, I played it Three Two dice on the block, keep it real Bet the house that's about two-point-five-mill Two Keep cheddar, what you got, I

world Got your bitches suckin' dicks in a big black chevy What your name? that's a shame - I forgot already I told 'em you got super-suction on your head I

hustlin' hard 'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?) Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit Now I got

That's that bitch we fucked Nigga what yo bank 'bout Dog I've been lost count Pop that Kriss, pop that moe Slam that bitch, punch that hoe What the