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[adsforwp id="219"] [Verse 1] Flip 'caine, David Blaine Flip chips, made it rain, my six hogging up the lanes Pimp the game and I ain't even strain Squeeze with the aim, leave with your chain Proceed to flame, hear the bang, see the brain Police came, clean the stain The old lady screamed, the Mercedes is green That's all she claim she seen Niggas sprayed the machine and the coupe gained steam All that other talk is just talk It's either the gun or the hawk, the money's under the floor The tec's in the drawer, the uzi's under the pillow Who you think is a hero's just a five dollar hero My ear lobes is million in euros (what else?) My necklace is two kilos... LYRICS NEED COMPLETING check amazon for I.d.k mp3 download these lyrics are submitted by gsba3 Songwriter(s) : Roc Marciano [ad_2]