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He think he can fight, |
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I-I think he a dyke, |
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P-put me on the mic an I'ma show that nigga right. |
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You say she yo wife, I say she a stripper, |
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You say you a thug, N-nigga you ain't no killa! |
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Everything huge, rims way bigger, |
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Why you lookin' peculiar, get out out my way nigga |
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You gone need a couple rulers to count my bank nigga, |
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An big shot out to my jeweler cause he keep me blingin my nigga |
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An I keep my thang lil nigga, while I get some brain my nigga, |
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They tried to make it make it rain, but stay in yo lane my nigga |
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I knew you was a lame because you tuck yo chain my nigga |
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I'ma keep it 100 an I'ma never change my nigga lets go |
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You know my team gwopped up, free all m y niggas locked up, (Tip! Boosie!) |
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I ain't yo babydaddy ain't my fault that you got knocked up. |
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Soon as I hit the radio that's when they try to pop up, |
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I'm speedin' down 285, ... tryna clock us. |
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Yeah, I'ma product of my muthafuckin enviroment! |
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I only fuck with bad bitches that meet my requirements, |
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Nine to five head doctor okay now you hired then, |
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Lame niggas don come around you expired pimp.... |
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Chorus: You get it how you live roun' here, uh huh, You get it how you live roun' here, uh huh |
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You get it how you live roun' here, yeah them youngin you be thinkin getting it in aroun here.. |
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Ridin' through east Atlanta, but I'm from Decatur, |
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And I, kick it with real niggas, don't kick it with fakers, |
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Ask me how am I doin, nigga know that I been good, |
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Since I was ridin' that burgundy regal down Glendwood |
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Bitch I'm bout cheddar, If you bout it I'm bout it, |
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To if you get it I get it, to if you want it get it, |
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You niggas stop playin' fakin, man you niggas Clay Aiken, |
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If not why are you hatin, off this money I'm makin? |
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You niggas some dirtbags, you niggas aint worth shit, |
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Come aroun here with all that poppin'll get you murked fast |
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These niggas aint worth that, Lord have mercy, |
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Booked up for months, I need to chill wit my rich ass! |
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Used to skip my first class, now I ride in first class, |
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I done fucked yo hoe, but I can't hang because she thristy, |
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Damn that bitch is dirty, I don't think she worthy, |
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But fuck that shit we makin' hits nigga cause we workin'! |
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How you livin Li? I'm livin good nigga, |
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Where you from Li? I'm from the hood nigga, [......................} |
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What's good nigga, and they don't know, so let's make it understood, Go! |
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