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The gangsta Grizzy. Uh, yes sir. Turn me up. SoulJams is the king. Uh, yes Nothing but heat, bruh. BBCIceCream. com. me up. Yeah. Uh-huh. Jay's new girls album coming soon. Gangsta, gangsta. I'm dropping four. I know how hustlers think, Man. Grew up 'round them niggas. Check it. Gangsta Grizzy. We young money. We group hoppers, twenty in the group shoppers. Don't look at the watch 'less you got blue Blockers. BBC folk where niggas is true yottas. I got an MBA in how to ball. Surrounded by niggas that sell more powder than Y'all. Standing like statues and they proud when They fall. Sell then they selling dope 'round the Calendar. They pull a hundred grand up the valet At the mall. Walking slow like it's a Hype Williams video. Jacobs well paid, the ears got a Crispy glow. Uh-huh. Face like, "Fuck the world, Give me hoes." So you racking up on everything With pretty toes and fresh baits. Looking like colored chalking. Fat ass, bow-legged like she just started walking. Pass her to your man so he can get The number. Once she says her name and where The fuck she come from, she got hope in Her eyes like she wanna go far. Like Hollywood somewhere, but your chain got the Stars. You walking with the hiss, she trying hers. She dying of thirst, you nice with the words. Uh-huh. She's fine with the work, so you buying The furs. When you get outside, the bitch dive, The flying spur. Bentley four doors from the corridors. From your young son as they your core of Yours. Later on, you think of them when you Toast in the VIP. Uh-huh. Gun on the hip Just in case a nigga set trip. Now, come go with me. I'll make you feel right. That's what the dope man used to say, bringing Cocaine in the jam. Come go with with me. Come on, ho. I'll make you feel right. Gangsta, That's what all the dope men say, Bringing cocaine in the jam. It. push the team. Uh-huh. 22 niggas, two to a car. 11 flagships with the three-point star. The only other ballers is them three-point stars. We only 5'9", they think we point guards. 22 niggas, two to a car. 11 flagships with the three-point star. The only other ballers is them three-point stars. We only 5'9", they think we point guards. Gangsta Grizzy. No jumper, still at the top of The key. No wonder they thought we was shooting Them threes. Throw numbers, sell it for the deuce And the three like Air Jordan. It's all in the wrist turning keys. Your modern-day Chardonnay sippers. We throwing up our middle, screaming, "Fuck them Other niggas." We spit it out like '94 Diddy On them niggas. Ain't worried about the cost, we Know the hoes is counting figures. The games of the rich kids, we know what The tricks is. We turn our backs so we Can fuck each other's bitches. The lifestyle of the rich and right now. Any given Sunday in the kitchen, white clouds. Poof. Come go with me. I'll make you feel right. That's what the dope man used to say, bringing Cocaine in the jam. Come go with with me. Clips album's soon. ho. I'll make you feel right. Check it, yeah. Gangsta, gangsta. Uh, malicious. Check it. Melanie Torture. Gangsta Grizzy. I lean like a tower, balancing the cane. Never thought I'd have to touch this residue again. Cannon, cannon. Me being me, don't even count it As a shame. I'm the clips, I done been Learned to dance when it rain. Like the gospel song, I won't complain. But I won't watch niggas cash in on my Pain. Not Jesse grandson. Every gram slung a testament to my mama tears, Losing her first son. Wanna know the real? Coke never been the deal. Never glorified that, just the character it build. The game's real and you find out quick. When you want the Bentley, the Porsche ain't shit. Not a chain from Jacob, what I need is A wake-up. And this pain in my heart got The weight of an anchor. And still I thank the good Lord for health. And the peace that you get when you right With yourself. Now, gangsta Grizzy. Come go with me. I'll make you feel right. That's what the dope man used to say, bringing Cocaine in the jam. Gangsta Grizzy. Come go with me. Come on, ho. I'll make you feel right. That's what all the dope men say, bringing cocaine In the jam.