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Up to no good\n  Where are my homies? Yup I'm so hood\n  What up pimpin', pimpin', I'm exempt already\n  See my hoes are like my plates, temporary\n\n  Act nil you beat it, move on strategic\n  The marbles man, yup the floors are heated\n  Cam half pound a quart a kid better ask 'round\n  I'm sorta needed mack rounds you're deceited\n\n  In the 90's, Z3, BB's\n  Now in the crib the TVs watch TVs\n  Killen Killen, mo killen and then a kitty purrs\n  Fuck furs, his and hers, Bentley spurs\n\n  Gun talk, real talk, speak mack to mack\n  We like the Pistons, Bulls, you know back to back\n  Mazirattis back to back, come ride wit me\n  On 11 hundred, not the pipe, two five fifties\n\n  We make hits in the studio nightly\n  We out trying to get this money\n  We take trips in the winter in jet planes\n  To climates where it's sunny\n\n  We got mami on the dance floor\n  Grindin' to the beat, tipsy off the bubbly\n  But at the end of the day, we feelin' to play\n  I'm tryin' to pin the tail on the donkey\n"}]