M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid
And i just bounded past so many rappers, 100 that i counted
So, with that, we need us a plan, respect
I come back 100 percent, full effect
Third ward general, young cash money
I hit him with that pedigree
Battle me i always get the last hit
See i let my nigga split that
100 below centigrade
Im washin off another plate
Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit
One to which i have yet to hit,
It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused
Probably atleast 100 times but thats just since i moved
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I make 100 millions without a robbery
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