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[Intro]
Nard & B
Ayy, this for my city, you know what I'm saying?
You heard me?
[Chorus]
Got bandana 'round my head like I'm 2Pac (Yeah, what?)
My lil' brother, he ain't scared, he got two Glocks (Frrat)
Put some blonde in my dreads, I went too pop (Fut')
My young nigga, he gon' shoot you for a teardrop (Blatt, blatt, blatt, Chiraq)
Got bandana 'round my head like I'm 2Pac (Thug life)
My lil' cousin duckin' feds, ridin' with two choppers (Skrrt)
And when you're matchin' head to toe, they say you're too fly (You're too fly)
Got a bandana 'round my head like I'm 2Pac (Like 2Pac)
[Verse 1]
Got a bandana 'round my head, screaming, "Thug life" (Thug)
I get faded off the Xans and the muddy drank (Yeah)
Got a bandana 'round my head like I'm Soulja (Like I'm Soulja Slim)
Keep that chopper on a nigga like Magnolia (Like Mag', brrt)
Put some blonde in my dreads, I went too pop (I went too pop)
For my brother's sixteenth birthday, bought him a new Glock (2Pac)
These niggas taking off your head for a new watch (A new watch)
My young nigga, he ain't scared, he want a new body (Yeah)
I done fucked around and cashed out on some new exotics (On some new exotics)
Bitch ain't never speak no englo, I went too tropic (I went too tropic)
Got a bandana 'round my head like I'm Birdie (Like I'm Birdie)
I left my dope with my grandma, had her servin' (Had her servin')