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(Hook 2x) |
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It ain't no bitch in my blood nigga its nothing but thug(2x) |
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I'lll knock tha black off yo ass(4x) |
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(Project Pat) ({North North} repeated throughout verse) |
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The main nigga on the block where it's hot talking shit |
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I be the main mother****er somewhere dead in a ditch |
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Bullet lead to his broke leg two off in his head |
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Was he scared then hit the man 'cause of what he said |
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Copastead I be copastatic means I'm to the good |
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Copper lead in my automatic when I'm in your 'hood |
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Wish you would try to flex dog pistol in my drawers |
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Hollywood North Memphis dog mother**** the laws |
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Kept it real from the jump street still lookin' up to me |
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Out your grill bustin' wit' the heat off of the concrete |
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Blow your toes bloody out your nose got the body cold |
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Guy's will roll you to hospital full of hollow holes |
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Check 'em in with a sheisty grin you get out this cab |
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You gon' hand me some damn ends break yourself for dad |
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Doin' bad but I'm not for long my nigga it's on |
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When I shoot with this ****in' tone you is gon' be gone |
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(Hook 2x) |
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(Juicy J) ({North North} Repeated throughtout verse) |
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(Mmmhmm) |
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10 g's will get your ass blown off |
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Have your mama boohooin' and your daddy and your mother in law(mmmhmmm) |
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20 g's will get your ass chopped up |
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By some rendevue barbecue tips we don't give a ****(mmmhmm) |
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30 g's will get you thrown in a river |
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Splittin' wit' your nigga he'd probably ride wit' her(mmhmm) |
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50 g's will get you cold taken out |
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Niggaz mention your name they say "Man we don't know what you talkin' |
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'bout"(mmmhmm) |
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You can get your ass pistolwhipped with a nine or a .45 or a henny dip |
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We fight dirty till we die nigga get your throat slit |
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Then we stomp you to the ground and then we throw your arm a clip |
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We don't give a **** |
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(Hook 2x) |
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(Crunchy Black) |
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You can talk about this you can talk about that |
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But if I catch you talkin' I'ma beat you wit' a bat |
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Do you something wrong nigga how you like that |
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I thought I saw a puttycat I thought I saw a cat |
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Peepin' my goods try'na see my stash |
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But if I catch you peepin' nigga that's your ass |
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You the type of nigga that'll keep coming back |
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So I'ma gon' kill you leave you dead where you at |
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(DJ Paul) |
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I think they better call Bush 'cause it's a national disaster |
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When I unleash my pistolgrip Bushmaster |
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Ring the alarm I got double charms |
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100 round spinnin' you can't hide you can't run |
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I'm a sniper ridin' in a blue Chevy |
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A trunk full of guns man you hoes ain't ready |
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Kill a bitch like Freddy in the beddy in pajamas |
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In the middle of the night wake him up to red sights(Blaoow!) |
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(Hook 2x) |
