.They say that money ain't real
So I lit this joint up, with a one hundred dollar bill
I used to take trips, out to Arizona with the zip
Running game, we was playing with bails in ninety-six
Took too many losses, the mail make me sick
Did it show up to the crib, or we take an.
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