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lets go im ready - lil b lyrics

[intro]
yeah, evil red flame. yeah. shouts out to biggie. yeah i see you. shouts out to funk master flex. i got you my n-gga. lil b for lil boss. good looking. i got you

[verse 1]
man boss don’t f-ck with b-tches
[?] for cash
can’t no n-gga touch like the slaving days
worked too f-cking hard like it’s training day
coming straight out the clouds like a rainy day
how the f-ck i run the rap game, it’s the crack game
a lot of n-ggas talk [?]
most of these rap n-ggas is living off fashion
and i can give a f-ck about how you dress to be honest
if your bank account ain’t got 15 commas
trying to rob me, catching knuckles like sonic
throwing up the blood and i ain’t talking bout vomit
real berkeley no i don’t gang bang
real rap n-ggas die over the same thing
f-ck around that’d be a nine to your [?]
[?] season no this ain’t a d-mn game
30 mac [?]
got a life sentence and my [?] real sh-t
tiny jeans make you think i’m a young f-ggot
now you gone b-tch, who the real n-gga lasting
up in plastic
f-ck the house, ain’t putting sh-t up in the mattress
think you hard with the booty doug flutie
brett favre of the rap game, won’t lose me
can’t beat me, hand gun get the uzi
clap n-ggas like jokes at the end of the movies
not austin powers but i got real groovy
same lawyer as [?] b-tch sue me
real sh-t

[outro]

- lil b lyrics

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