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(FIRSTVERSE)





I’m with my momma rant-a-car with ten and a half pounds


No DL`s, an endless amount of rounds


With my mind on my mansion, I’m smashin about the town


You thought I was a hog? Wait till I clown now


Basha with me, believe me, disturbin three for the fifty


And I wish a mutha fucker would try to get with me


`cos I’m nifty with the milly when the torch is on


And Play every play like its fourth and long


Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig


It dont take much, to split a fools wig


See im only one shot from making the headlines


So quick nigga, got quarters and dead lines


Shakin the bed time, they checking my barcode


A.T.F, I.N.S and the US Marshal


And this is aint nathin new to me


Capitalize on opportunity (Uh!)


And this is aint nathin new to me


Capitalize on opportunity


(Which way did he go?)


(Which way did he go?)


(Which way did he go?)





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop





(SECOND VERSE)





This old shit aint new to me


I’m rockin stolen jewelry


Try to chill so I leave the bay


Did dirt with it now I gotta keep the K


Bash a dude’s wig over baby bash


He my smokin nephew, we be checkin brazin cash


We kept G’s on the omni floor


Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer


Tell mummy with the rock, break a lil a corner off


I don’t like that bammer, I don’t wanna cough


You got to watch every step


P walk and pull out a teck


I thought you knew I’m a vet


Let loose and threw up my set


A-W-A-X to Latex


Glove on my left hand can only mean death mayne.





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop





(THIRD VERSE)





Now it’s that pimpin ass Gringo


Bitch is you single?


I spit heat, hit the street, stack em out the window


Bay area lingo, iz what a playa blessed with


Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with


So if you broke, I aint even hearda ya


Come around me again and ima murder ya


I need some loot, so watch how I take ya town


A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down


Get up in the brain, take over the soul


4 G`s a night, I’m ready to roll


A big long black hella beat in the trunk


Baby kick back its hella heat for the funk


A dare a mutha fucker, a step to the low


One too many drinks, now he’s gettin a roll


So??? Tell them get this


It’s JT, I’m a dog when I spit this





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop

(FIRSTVERSE)





I’m with my momma rant-a-car with ten and a half pounds


No DL`s, an endless amount of rounds


With my mind on my mansion, I’m smashin about the town


You thought I was a hog? Wait till I clown now


Basha with me, believe me, disturbin three for the fifty


And I wish a mutha fucker would try to get with me


`cos I’m nifty with the milly when the torch is on


And Play every play like its fourth and long


Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig


It dont take much, to split a fools wig


See im only one shot from making the headlines


So quick nigga, got quarters and dead lines


Shakin the bed time, they checking my barcode


A.T.F, I.N.S and the US Marshal


And this is aint nathin new to me


Capitalize on opportunity (Uh!)


And this is aint nathin new to me


Capitalize on opportunity


(Which way did he go?)


(Which way did he go?)


(Which way did he go?)





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop





(SECOND VERSE)





This old shit aint new to me


I’m rockin stolen jewelry


Try to chill so I leave the bay


Did dirt with it now I gotta keep the K


Bash a dude’s wig over baby bash


He my smokin nephew, we be checkin brazin cash


We kept G’s on the omni floor


Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer


Tell mummy with the rock, break a lil a corner off


I don’t like that bammer, I don’t wanna cough


You got to watch every step


P walk and pull out a teck


I thought you knew I’m a vet


Let loose and threw up my set


A-W-A-X to Latex


Glove on my left hand can only mean death mayne.





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop





(THIRD VERSE)





Now it’s that pimpin ass Gringo


Bitch is you single?


I spit heat, hit the street, stack em out the window


Bay area lingo, iz what a playa blessed with


Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with


So if you broke, I aint even hearda ya


Come around me again and ima murder ya


I need some loot, so watch how I take ya town


A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down


Get up in the brain, take over the soul


4 G`s a night, I’m ready to roll


A big long black hella beat in the trunk


Baby kick back its hella heat for the funk


A dare a mutha fucker, a step to the low


One too many drinks, now he’s gettin a roll


So??? Tell them get this


It’s JT, I’m a dog when I spit this





(CHORUS)





This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop


This is aint nothing new to me


Look at what they do to me


Need to Chill, try to stop


Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop

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