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(Chorus)- (DJ Paul) |
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We up all night (we hip, we hip) |
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We high off that white |
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We smokin that weed (we hip, we hip) |
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Them eyes be tight |
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We drinkin them fifths (we hip, we hip) |
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We pimpin a bitch |
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Our grills are gold (we hip, we hip) |
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Our nose be (sniff) |
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We carried them glocks (we hip, we hip) |
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Our hustle is rocks |
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Consumers or junkies (we hip, we hip) |
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The blockies I start |
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If smaller or bigger (we hip, we hip) |
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We drinkin them triggers |
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Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta nigga |
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(DJ Paul) |
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I can't stand a sorry nigga tryna act like he tough |
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When he at the D&D he wanna act like he buff |
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On the parking lot he becking tryna act like he stuck |
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Showing out in front of hoes tryna act like he cut |
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If it's money lookin funny he goin act like he must |
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Tell his boys he made a stain meaning act like he bust |
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On a nigga on dem things meaning act like he touch |
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Said he missed em when he shot meaning act like he ducked |
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Met a super bad bitch he wanna act like he ****ed |
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Said he got the chewing first he wanna act like she sucked |
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Ridin other niggas Rovers tryna act like his truck |
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Selling other niggas dope tryna act like his stuff |
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On them heavy niggas dick you better act like you up |
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He just a fagot pussy whip you better act like enough |
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Just because he just a lemon he a act like he us |
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Fallen weak for chicken women nigga act like you rough |
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(Chorus) |
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(Project Pat) |
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Triple six we don't like you hoes |
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And you know we quick to "blop blop" |
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We quick big creeping up foes foes |
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And you know we keepin that "glock glock" |
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We stayin riding in dem Chevvys |
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And you know and our pain is "flip flop" |
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We walkin right dead on your porch |
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And you know we ain't goin "knock knock" |
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You bitches better call the ****in cops |
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Black Haven niggas acting up all on the ****in block |
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We made it hot |
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We out the frame and niggas know it main |
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What's hard about it we so quick to do the damn thing |
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We bouncin bouncin, swanging swanging, and we can't be playing |
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My Cincinnati naughty niggas know what I be saying |
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We stayin representing the south wit golds in our mouth |
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These other boys off in this bitch know what we be about |
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We burning rubber leaving rubbers in his ****in bed |
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To let him know that we been here and his girl been so bad |
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You ****in round wit some pimps when you come down here |
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Be walking round wit a limp ****in off down here |
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We gangsta niggaz |
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(Chorus) |
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(Gangsta Boo) |
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I be here nigga what,Riding ballin down the mall |
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Partner smoking,crunking,funking in an overseas car |
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Ya'll don't know I be stepping |
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B-A-Z be repping |
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Always down to buck a sucker triple six my weapon |
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Bitch I'm a women I done paid all my dues |
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I done shot up niggas homes got they bodies on the news hoe |
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Stay smoking dro, stay studio bumped out |
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Mobbing wit them boys on that vay nigga blowed out |
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What you wanna do |
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Pimping Gangsta Boo |
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Bitch I'll **** yo nigga and yo muther****in bitch too |
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Coward sissy nigga you ain't know crazy lady got that doe |
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Riding Caddiliac on vogues yelling **** you funky hoes |
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And I got my glock out ready to pop a bitch right in that grill |
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Tryna step up to me wrong that's what got yo ass killed |
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Never be a hesitater always ready to pull the trigger |
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Everybody wanna be a gangsta nigga |
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BITCH! |
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(Chorus) |