Small Time

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I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayne
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Boy don't test me I'm gettin' tired of teachin' lessons
 Lil' Troy, a superstar, choppin' rocks on your block
 Representin' Shortstop
 Sellin' rocks, oh, see four point gold
 Shortstop, double platinum sold
 Tell my momma, she don't have to work no mo'
 I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
 And I was out in the game by old players and G's
 Hollerin' 50 G's, LP's to CD's
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 So raise up off of me, I'll show 'em I'm a dope man
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Boy they're fuckin' with me Troy man I done told 'em
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 You try to school me you'll get served, with no regard
 Uh, uh, excuse me, remember me?
 And I be swangin' and bangin' biggin' and bangin' with the E and G
 And as for Yungstar, I've been in the game
 I've learned the game, I've peeped game now I'm get a 50 a mayne
 To rollin' riches, the G is licksin', for a 'lil rotation
 Don't need it for the placement
 They call me Tyke Ignition', in a blizzard, Shortstop baby
 They can't fade me, talkin' Mercedes
 That's how we ride, south side nigga
 How the fuck you figure? We some H-Town 'bout it type niggaz
 Leavin' this bitch, sick, three piece pitch, hittin' licks
 Overseas, overseas, with bricks, trick
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Boy don't test me I'm gettin' tired of teachin' lessons
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 So motherfuck you and that bullshit you stressin'
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 South Park, night falls, over the streets
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Boy they're fuckin' with me Troy man I done told 'em
 Peep game, peep game, straight 'caine
 Feelin' five and thirty six, huh, I can't explain in mayne
 I never use lower, to blow the dope up, to be load up
 The girls show they ass when I roll up
 In Benzoes, five double oh, you never knew
 The trunk fizzo, I carry it on the low, low
 Like the cheese, from the F E D
 So I'm back up on the streets, slangin' G's
 Over the years, I stacked mo' G's than trees grow leaves
 I've been in the industry, since nine three
 My so called dogs, haven't paid me no royalties
 Lord please, south side G's from fo's to three's
 Cook up ki's, watchin' out for the enemies
 They can't fuck with me, I'm a Charisma
 Straight up G, cleaners keep me creased
 Middle finger to police, Grim Reap meets to slay the beast
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 So motherfuck you and that bullshit you stressin'
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Shit ain't nothin' but the money flow in this camp
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 So watch your back and prepare for the hit man
 I started small time, dope game, cocaine
 Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayne
 Get yo' paper, watchin' out for them haters
 Dressin' up in gators, takin' flights to Vegas
 Rollin' navigators, on the seven acres
 I'm a money maker dough baker, bitch breaker
 Never ever be a faker, try to make a hit like Anita Baker
 In the rap, in the dope game, tryin' to make some hits mayne
 Fo' sho', gotta let the people know how the game go
 Shortstop break a bitch and gotta let the world know
 Who back with the tracks, I guess I'm the Junior Mack
 Hell yeah, I'm rollin' 'llac, Shortstop paper stack

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Duration
03:49
Key
7
Tempo
92 BPM

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