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Ayy, Steels, I ain't gon' lie, man. I just wanna talk shit on this beat right Now. I'ma do this clique style. Runnin' 'round the streets, out workin' all week. Deuce-four-seven, I ain't gettin' no sleep. Summertime comin' and I gotta put more ice on. Get these old schools right and keep the lights On. Ayy, bro, nigga, where you from? That's the language. Catch a nigga slippin', he Might say he ain't bangin'. When it get hot, it be all kind of Situations. The FBI startin' all kind of Investigations. Baby girl, back it up and shake it On my zipper. If it don't get hard, then That mean I don't feel it. We movin' on to the next episode. My entire catalog is a couple million sold. Bitch, quit playin', I'm a nigga, just admit it. You done been to my house, quit lyin' to Your niggas. She done went to the 'Gram and Erased the DMs. How the fuck am I thirsty? Bitch, you need to quit it. Sometimes I like Hangin' in the hood. Sometimes I like goin' Hollywood. Sometimes I like jumpin' on a jet. Goin' overseas on a week-long trip. Add it up, bag it up. Spend the cash, tax-deducted. I be spendin' Euro and I be spendin' yen. Give me fried rice and put a gang of Shrimp. Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Ayy, ayy. This shit feel good, You know what mean? I feel like jumpin' in My MC, takin' the T-tops off. Do a hundred through South Central. We gon' slide up Broadway. We gon' slide up Imperial Slauson, we gon' hit The Shore, you know what I mean? Niggas got secrets and they need to make Confessions. Ain't no in-between, tellin' is Tellin'. Rap sheet full of felonies with my name On it. Murder investigations, but I ain't never say Nothin'. Thought I'd be dead by now, but I'm Here ballin' in NYC, weak Timbs by Louis Vuitton. It's up, high fashion, high power. Clique shake, backhand after two high-fives. Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer. This car a quarter-million, what you stop Me for? Please take these fuckin' cuffs off us. And thousand-gram chains is the law for us. Rule number one, We ain't talkin' to no motherfuckin' cops, you know What I'm sayin'? I don't give a fuck If it's about the opps. We keep that shit in the streets. We keep that shit G. Everybody hood got 'em though. My hood got 'em, your hood got 'em. More power to the real ones though. This shit don't stop. G Slim's Revenge. Steels on the motherfuckin' beat, Steels, get a Check