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Nigga Dime

be up your back B Pistol pop, dime for dime, burn, baby, burn Revolver spinnin again and again you niggas never learn Got a itchy, itchy, itchy, itchy trigger finger nigga

why they gon' give you life for a murder Turn around only give you eight months for a burner, it's goin' down Why they sellin' niggaz, CD's for under a dime

block all crazy for the smoke Damn nigga, could you picture you supplyin' your own moms So she don't have to bone for dimes? Or give dome for nicks'

at last Brand new whips to crash, then we laugh in the iller path The Villa house is for the crew, how we do Trees for breakfast, dime sexes an' Benz

they release his passport Why I need a credit card? What you think this cash for? Hit the dealership and give them every dime he ask for Just so I can

to the rhythm of the rhyme I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you figured Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was Never been that {nigga

she got too much pride Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has it's sacrifices Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices Her body nice, face dime

Try to stand on my corner nigga You'z a gonna Saint Claire niggas don't like that And sellin' them dummies makin' that money come back nigga get pap pap From the 1st to the 15th niggas

'm ready to show And then let niggas know with Mo Thug that the shit, it be real But them murder, we told ya, rollin', blowin' indo, we go Niggas that