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We doing this baby, oh shit What the fuck happened? Nah man, nah, nah this what I'm a do I'm a get on the phone one time Stupid, yo, aiyyo, aiyyo Why this shit ain't cooking up right Papi told me this is solid white Fuck it wrap it up take it back up, still in all it's a play out Tired of spending money, might get them niggaz laid out Yo, yo Fernando sent me yo, stop acting hostile yo And yo don't point that shit at me Bad enough I gotta come in the crib Wid Spanish niggaz using languages and shit I'm feeling like a dick, left the crib with my hand brolic This is some bullshit, might get knocked take the wrist coward Yo Fernando what happened? Shit cooking up backwards, light up a backwood Don't make me backtrack, blew it dime it the llelo lay low Saying in my mind, fuck that Papi gotta pay off Cash rules the power woo chant it Yo Louis this ain't our product, this is Carlos family Oh y'all wanna play me like a smoker Coming out my ice choker, my man in the back looking colder Papi yo why y'all wanna jucks me Yo listen B we got the best clientele since '83 Fuck it, pull out the pot let's cook it, light the stove up Julie go to the store get some flour, sat back burning a big dutch With the crisp eighteen shot glock, stashed in my nuts Poured it in the Pyrex sizzling, now it start drizzling Rainy day murder black won't miss him Still I'm yelling this shit is business, but they still ain't gonna violate What I stand for with these drizzers He took it off the stove run the water Trying to work me yo, knew I shouldn't a hit the nigga's daughter He might showed more love Than went in the freeze, broke the ice down, pour it in We both looking at it on the twirl around particles grew Fly Khaluas is mad sliding coronas through Feeling like Castro's cousin, gave them niggaz all of my life All of my paper all my judgment, it droppa only like an ounce worth Should I just come out my shirt, go berserk and let the macks burst Skate off body in the Bronx, same shit, Gotti was on Shallah they gonna get your's play it calm Seventeen five was the total plus the five Hundred for the cab driver that was rollin'