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«Look around you, you see two cops, uhhhh»

«Couple of off-duty cops and a judge,»

«Now I wouldn’t have a second’s hesitation about blowin'

Off your head right here right now in front of 'em»

«Now that’s power you can’t buy, that’s the power of fear»

Jolly Rancher’s my favorite color look at my jewels

Fruit of the Looms in the my bracelet I’m worldwide touring

Alotta diamonds from different places, I’m international

The world trade I’m cuttin' ends on a jet plane

Frozen water in my chain come and ice skate

It’s the god the commissioner of the ball game

Better yet I’m cyber ballin' off the internet

The super spender blowin' guaps at the Beverley Center

It’s summertime but this ice got me feelin' winter

She’s all emotional these bitches gettin' sentimental

I’m sunset two o’clock in the mornin'

Sports coupin' through the traffic it’s a strike when I bowl it

I’m a rich nigga, Richmond Cali on my pendant

The south the north and central even hilltop’s in it

Never the less I love to move classy, I love to stay jazzy

I just left the Caymans and I’m still acceptin' payments

I blew my firm on it out before the arrainment

Back to the streets my life I couldn’t change it

New rims new car see I’m a hood star

Them grown mens is claustrophobic on a suicide

Diamonds cocas hoes and guns

I know the government is after me where should I run

It’s a cold game, twenty birds in my cargo

Coachin' cars wid foreign hoes wid the Isotoner