Est. 98

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[Intro] Est. 98 You know Dada winning Nigga [Verse] Aye, come correct tryna shop in this shit in my name, but I own the whole block [?] tried to count my pockets nigga, know I'm worth a lot Most of my niggas got indicted, crackers locked 'em in a box Pooh with the beat, with the bowls If i'm ever outta state, you know I'm bringin' back pro's We all 'bout to celebrate [?] with the load We done come a long way, remember trappin' in the cold When it comes to these hoes, bitch my heart so froze I can't even waste time the meal ticket is the goal The same spot a month, it ain't even got a stove Niggas banging off the hook, we done got some shit sold Don't waste my time not a minute of it Know some niggas gettin' dropped if I hit the button I ain't never bitched up, we was into somethin' These fake killers flashin' guns but ain't hittin' nothing These niggas ask me what's the ticket, but ain't gettin' nothin' These niggas actin' like they got it, but ain't gettin' nothin' These bitches ain't worth a thou', I can't give 'em nothin' I rather chase all this money, I been stalkin' hunnids I done spend so many nights just bagging Put in all this work, now I'm kicked back aggin' I was just a lil' nigga, streets turned me to a savage I remember last summer, slappin' P's without the baggies Nigga touch me, watch the shit get tragic Get your whole family gone like a nigga knew magic Spendin' thousands in the mall, I'm addicted to the fashion I ain't shit like these niggas cut from a different fabric Don't try to bargain with them numbers Trappin' D out all winter, we in Cali for the summer All these blues in my pocket nigga, that's my favourite colour I'm like Harden for the Rockets, niggas know I got a jump Bitch, I run everything heard me nigga I ain't stutter Bitch, I poured everythang, I sip lean for my troubles I thought it wouldn't happen 'til I seen the money double Draped down in all designer, shit hit me for a cover If you lookin' for me nigga, just ride down the Hover When you lay a finger on me, have your own man's murk you What you niggas know about the FED's breakin' up your circle These niggas like my kids but I don't know the fuck birther [Outro] RIP Dada, established in '98 nigga [?] all the motherfucking time Come to take what's mine nigga Yeah, you a motherfucking fool for this one Pooh Aye
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