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    I'm about to be a millionaire
    Money on the street, like doves
    Hustlin my lyrics like drugs, I find it bug
    Muthafuckas always gotta lock the safe, but they don't do jay
    But anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, more weed to burn
    I learn, muthafuckas are jealous
    Listenin to what they tell us, but don't matter what fellas
    I figure this, niggas want Buck to get nigga-rice
    Bigger miss, while I'm kickin this
    You miss, I can put you on the list, in the studio to make hits
    Cuz all it takes is a whip, for you to flip
    Jock what I got, clock what I got
    But you don't got what I got, watch the block
    Listenin to grill chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit
    Sip my dick, do it straw what for, while you war wit war
    War only make money for niggas who think, dummy
    You got your window wide open like it's sunny outside
    Sleep nigga, boom bye bye

    [Chorus: Top Dog Big Kahuna]
    Boom bye bye to a sound bwoy in
    The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead
    Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend
    Fake the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin end

    Listen to, me and you
    Won On Won like Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya whole crew
    Forty millimeter shells in the heater well
    Look like ya niggas gotta be the first to bail
    Just because ya niggas from jail, just came home
    To flip, back up in the jail cell, to sit
    And roam, now I got a kite from my little nigga Cappone
    Tellin me the jail wars on, I know, I was listenin to po-po
    Tell 'em niggas it was on a long time ago
    Gather up the firearms to bomb, ring the alarm
    Cuz shit get slippery and sweaty palms, so I gotta remain calm
    Gather up my thoughts so I don't go wrong
    Plan to move too smooth, you think you got me
    Weak tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you killin?
    I'm willin, to bet, you think you in it, but your street is still a vet
    Slapped and tried, boom bye bye


    Although when I come, I come abstract
    Most people get it whenever they play it back
    Black or book you read, or a hook you said
    BD get stuck up in ya head, say it in the bed
    BD, BD, BD, up in ya zone, BD, BD, BD, breakin ya bones
    But, no matter what, I never break into ya home
    Cuz your house is not a home, if you don't got chrome
    Now, you follow me and you don't ask how
    Well, as a leader, I'mma make you play the background
    Mercenary, but I'm merciless and when I bust, I bust to hit
    Will lie in the mist, and you hear it twist, of somebody cap
    Steady bustin in the front, and got hit in the back
    Thought it couldn't happen, just cuz you was strappin
    Bullets hit the wind, and descend to detonate, target chest plate
    Blow up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate
    The force of the one two roll wit I
    Sleep thought you slept, boom bye bye

    [Chorus 2X]

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