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[chorus]
never bite that hand that feed you, bro, n+ggas greedy
never felt what it was like to be loved, b+tches be cheatin’
finally got my hand on some paper, i’m gettin’ needy
main man turnt to a hater, this sh+t is deep, over money
you would turn your back on your brother ’cause of money
i don’t know a b+tch who really love me, ain’t that funny?
i could feel the east side, one hunnid
make a freak f+ck for nothin’, i don’t beef much at all
still in the hood reminiscin’ ’bout my dawgs
every time my n+gga call, i show out for him
my b+tch been in the house, of course, i been goin’ out more
but f+ck i need clout for? i can’t be outscored
no, i can’t be outscored

[verse 1]
for all my n+ggas that’s callin’, b+tch, i’m still ballin’
forty+three for these and i paid mike jordan
but a player might stop, we just sell ’em like ox’
see a hatin’ n+gga, pop ’em, gettin’ rich, took all they options
b+tch, we grew up the doctors, you lil’ n+ggas impostors
might invest a couple houses all in houston for my youngins
we’re lookin’ for the pints of wocky
who ain’t gettin’ money? stop
but i might up a million dollars
i done f+cked a million b+tches
b+tch, i got a million problems, nah, for real
next time a n+gga diss us, he gettin’ k!lled
b+tches think they stickin’, stickin’ up, baby, i see you
if you think you can do this sh+t without me, then some did
[?] on my money, gettin’ spent on the pills
cribs on her heels, bad b+tch who like to chills
doggybone on her nails, free my f+ckin’ uncle neff
million dollars on this belt, i don’t give a f+ck no more
real reppin’ ass b+tch, nah, i don’t trust no ho
real reppin’ ass b+tch, nah, i don’t trust
[chorus]
never bite that hand that feed you, bro, n+ggas greedy
never felt what it was like to be loved, b+tches be cheatin’
finally got my hand on some paper, i’m gettin’ needy
main man turnt to a hater, this sh+t is deep, over money
you would turn your back on your brother ’cause of money
i don’t know a b+tch who really love me, ain’t that funny?
i could feel the east side, one hunnid
make a freak f+ck for nothin’, i don’t beef much at all
still in the hood reminiscin’ ’bout my dawgs
every time my n+gga call, i show out for him
my b+tch been in the house, of course, i been goin’ out more
but f+ck i need clout for? i can’t be outscored
no, i can’t be outscored

[verse 2]
you know a n+gga came from the slums…

[chorus]
never bite that hand that feed you, bro, n+ggas greedy
never felt what it was like to be loved, b+tches be cheatin’
finally got my hand on some paper, i’m gettin’ needy…

- 42 dugg testo

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