[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Cocaine skill traid, get the bills paid
Trap in the same neighborhood that they killed [?]
This concrete, this 40 blocks, bitch, I'm self-made
[?] serving lines in them [?]
Cleaning [?] girl jail bait
600 R. Kellys, that’s a 12 play
North from 39, meet me at the Shell station
Sold 3 12's, take you how to feel [?]
Number 6 [?] we used to chill there
Hundred [?] of that [?] this time, the pills grey
The weed blue, but that drank still purple
I crack the seel, sell the half and keep an 8th in my perse
Fiends [?] me like [?] do I [?] like I'm persival
Shoot like [?] paint like I’m [?]
[?] clips, and my draco reverse
Tryna tie this bitch down, [?]
[Chorus: Ziploc Chucky]
We're not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
We're not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
[Verse 2: Toobe Fresco]
I had to get back focused, I was [?]
Was tryna fuck all the hoes, now I want all the chicken
Catch a nigga slipping like a transmition
[?] on the side of his ass, like I'm Scotty Pippin
Your bitch tired of fucking lames, she want something different
What y'all did, we still doing, [?] there's a big difference
When you touch down with that shit, it’s a good feeling
I done seen some real niggas acting like the bitches
Gosep like the women, I can’t believe in these niggas [?]
Slammed the doors on the van
[?] 'cause most of these niggas’ll tell
Red bottoms like I'm walking in Hell
Got cookie boes on the scale
Free my brother, fuck 12
[?] my cup, got me slow as a snale
Got a 40 just to go on my belt
Got a bitch I only talk to 'cause she got [?]
She ain't scared to hit the road, with them [?] them grams
[Chorus: Ziploc Chucky]
We’re not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
We're not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
[Verse 3: Taj Mahal]
Just getting started, I ain't even settled in
Niggas mad I'm leveled up, if he [?] let him in
We all shooters, some froze, I'm a veteran
So all that [?] shit, you can miss me with
I just hit the road, did the [?]
So add it up, give me dividends
Copped a set of wheels, took off with a pack of pills
Now I'm on my way, with a set of [?]
Keep a pare of [?] and they genuan
Glock 19 [?] with me, I ain't missing with
Them niggas with me, been with me, and they sticking with me
One man band man, keep a stick near me
I can hoola hoop the bag, no hands with it
Ain't no hoes over here, we like playing with them
AR's automatic, ain't no jam in it
My whole team got chicken, ain't no hams with us
[Chorus: Ziploc Chucky]
We're not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
We're not the same, boy, ya hear me?
Even with a neck full of chains, nigga, I'll never change
Put respect on my name, boy, ya hear me?
This the shit that put you on game, if ya hear me
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