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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 userStruggle 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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