Тональность: A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Yeah, Capo the Catbash,
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the boss of all bosses,
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Broad Street bullying this motherfucker,
talk to a friend.
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Big pop for the props, Sieg been a boss
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And we been flossin',
got the Bentley's and the Porsche
Girls, let's get tossed,
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put the 9 -double -M to your cerebellum
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Yo, Sieg, tell em'
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The life of a boss ain't easy
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Every day I'm in your papers,
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every week I'm on your TV
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And if these feds ain't tryin' squeeze me,
these lawyers tryin' bleed me
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It's a small price to pay to play
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Court cases in abundance,
suitcase full of hundreds
Round table meetings with the bosses
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The house look like a fortress,
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driveway full of Porsches
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Bentleys and Rolls Royces,
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yellow coupes with the horses
My niggas dress like they takin' photo
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shoots for the law enforcement
You inquire on the price,
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then you can't afford it, we eatin'
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You niggas wearin' fake jewelry,
you cheatin'
I don't count paper, I weigh it
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And I don't place bets, I lay it
And I don't kill niggas, I'll bait
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Pop for the props, ain't been a boss
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And we been flossin',
got the Bentley's and the Porsche
Girls, let's get tossed,
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put the 9WM to your cerebellum
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Yo, C -Tel, it cost to be the boss,
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I could foot the bill
Ball like Chris Paul, and I don't push the pill
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I just move the rock, I'm a boss,
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bitch, but you're not
It's what you keep, not what you cop
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Niggas talk what they used to do,
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what they used to have
How much coke that they used to grab
I'm doin' it, you done it
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Yeah, you ran it, but we runnin'
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If I don't got it, shit, I don't want it
And I don't chase paper, I catch it
Back and forth trips to the desert
Tryna hit my number twice, then press it
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This money long like cigarette boats
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We bout to blow it like cigarette smoke
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About a dollar, I'm gettin' to it
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I blow a mil' like I didn't do it
I used to think fast, try to hurry the dough
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Now I get it fast, just bury it slow
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Big Pop for the props,
he ain't been a boss
And we been flossin',
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got the Bentley's and the Porsche
Cross us, get tossed,
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the 9 -double -M to your cerebellum
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Yo, Steve, tell him
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Yeah, y know what it is
I'm like Rick without the
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beard and the bald head
Matter of fact,
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ask Rick who was the first nigga
with the beard and the bald head
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Get mine and get knackered
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We here, ergh
Sickness .net, let's go!
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