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[Talking]Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheeseBut my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me[Verse One]I was born a loser, a stank pussy abuserMurders I'm accused 'cause I'm a AK user( )Struggle for my stat to be phattest on knotsPack Glocks wit 17, keep a nigga off my block, it's hot'Cause it's bumpin, got nothin but dope trafficSix figgas what I'm after, can't be play'n and laugh'nYoung wit good sense, bent behind the tentsIn front of this baller house that I'm 'bout to go inI got it mapped up, it's planned all outI demand you denied, them lights goin all outI done scoped for 3 weeks, been broke for 3 weeksHope inside they got a bird of coke and 10 GThe niggas in the project come in black like alwaysInvisible wit the mack, it's dark in the hallwaysCreepin so slow, 'cause it's on the second flo'I gets up there, they got a crack in the front do'I push it wit easeNigga freezeGet on yo kneesNo keys, no G'sI find dead bodiesTwo wit head shots, one nigga still breathin, he bleedin heavilyI'm leavin a made GGet back to the car, tryin to get far as I canNigga planned what I planned, my gun shakin in my handIt's one way goin gettin money and the powerGotta think again 'cause my plan went sour[Chorus]2xThat's cold, I'm tryin to hold money and the powerEverything I do goes sour, hour after hourI don't wanna sale flour, I want a office in a towerSittin on G's wit 30 keys of powder[Verse Two]I lay back and think again, tryin to come up on cheeseDo what I gotta do, nigga it's all on meJust like it's all on you to chose right from wrongMight be a power move to go in this nigga homeI'ma handle my biz, plan it out and shitAint killin no kids, but I'ma split his wigIf I have to spank his bitch, I'ma spank the hoGet off the motherfuckin flo' and take me to the cokeNow where the stash at, where the cash at, where the grass atLook at this chopper in my hand, I'ma blast that, pass thatGreen shit wit Ben Franklin on itI'll spill you nigga, aint no need for thankin on itI gots to have it, up it busta, real fastFo' I get to the point, fuck it buster, and I'll blastYou play with fire get burned, fuck wit B.G. get burntI'ma hustla 'til death, be trill to my last bratI let my nuts hang, I'm bout money and the powerThinkin again 'cause my plan went sourThat's cold, man that's coldMy plan went sour[Chorus]2x[Verse Three]I planned this and I done planned thatBut every time it go sour, I can't stand thatI want money and the power in my hand blackI'ma end up leavin the game, what the fuck is that?I done kidnapped, I done jacked, I done slung the mackAnd everytime the kaper over, I bring nothin backI have no paper and I'm sober I aint havin thatAny high-roller got what I want, then I'm grabbin thatAll I got is my rap folder tryin to make a millBut they got niggas even colder tryin to make a millI just be real and hope B.G. hit the jack potPut on the spot, every tape we drop, hit the store hotWe got a plan and we clique tight on the rise, I come out Juvey rideHot Boyz come out, we all rideI'm 'bout mine and ya know to progress, gotta struggleDo what I gotta do, gotta rap hustleYa playa hate, I pluck ya, fuck ya, hoes jock ya mailYou know I gotta duck, but I'm tryin to bring up tape sales'Cause I got a plan, I got a plan to go platinumHoldin my dick, G's and a strap in my hand[Chorus] 3x[Talking]Nigga, respect thatAll these niggas puttin on they black maskDressin up to get dey cash, ya heard meDon't go in that kaper if it aint planned right'Cause it aint gon' come out rightYou aint gon' come out wit no mailMake sure you got it down patI done been through itAnd I aint bring nothin backBut I'm bringin this shit to the fuckin distribution peopleAnd they sendin some shit back, ya heard meIt's all gravy, Ca$h Money Records, Black Connection on the riseAll the time...

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Plan Went Sour

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