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Please don't make me |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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Stuck in the bottom of the bottom, ***** |
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You don't want no problems |
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'Cause I'm gon' to get 'em, got 'em |
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Beam down, red dot 'em, I'm serving Red Robins |
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Just as soon as I spot 'em, adios, he hauled it |
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You know Fatt, he 'bought it, matter fact, reroute it |
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'Fore I send them bullets flyin', |
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Crashin' like I killed the pilot |
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They gon' have to X-File it, another ***** missing |
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Where he at? S**t, I don't know, Tupelo, Mississippi |
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Hey, somebody better help him or they gon' have to ship him |
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To the ER to see Abby, baby girl gon' snitch him |
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Throwing hundreds like I'm pitchin', |
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I got it, I'm a rich one |
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Bet whatever I'm leaving this ************ with a thick one |
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I don't know you, *****, you trippin', |
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Bust this nut and I'm dippin' |
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Out of sight, out of mind, another ****ing dimension |
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I'm a nut with this pimpin', hit it up, Hoover Crippin' |
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Shawty **********in' Fatt, the potbelly mack back |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off that safety |
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Killers on front street, 'Bama gone crazy |
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This the s**t they did to me, |
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That's the s**t that made me |
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Weezy threw a pack out, |
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I ran it up through 8th Street (Gone) |
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Bought it out by carvin', dodging black Chargers |
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Made it out the mud puddle, now I hustle smarter |
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Ran up with them sticks out, |
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Boy, you know what this 'bout (What?) |
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New rock, kilos stuffed in the tube sock |
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Straight drop, I'm hungry whether I ate or not |
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It's **** cops, a hundred orders on my block |
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It's no stress, I done this s**t here with no sweat |
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Big TEC, push a button, shoot at your neck |
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No flex, I really brought it up out the 'jects |
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No test, we really at it so cut the check |
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What's next? A hundred shooters with no vest |
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No warning, a few killers with no regrets |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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I've been in the back, |
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Back of that Pontiac, wearin' all black |
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Sittin' with a bag of smack, a duffel bag of **** |
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A nickelbag of funk, two gats, and a dimebag of crack |
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Shawty Fatt, nothin' but trouble, Big Henri |
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Yeah, ************, these pockets gotta get filled up |
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So I got the box if you got the bubble |
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Chevrolet, several day, every day |
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Up them streets, them boys, they peddlin' |
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Turn that stomach upside down with violence, |
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That's unsettling |
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Ten toes down since they found prints of the brown Timbs |
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In the ground with rounds spit from pistol meddlin' |
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Creek Water, *****, made on South Eleventh |
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Oakley or States, *****, 231 s**t |
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Trunk Muzik, goddamnit, pop the trunk and didn't panic |
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Waldon Park, took that s**t to another planet |
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So **** you if you hatin', homie, |
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I got all this credit on me |
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The streets are like wipers zonin', |
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Twistin' verses, Rigatoni |
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Sick of phonies but I never get lonely, |
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They keepin' my violet |
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And ever since Fatt closed his eyelids, |
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He became my pilot, yeah |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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Please don't make me take off the safety (We slum) |
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Please don't make me take off the safety |
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I run things, see, things don't run me |
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We slum |