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I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (ayy, ayy) All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (mm) Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man, them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grah-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow), ayy, ayy