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Boosie I swear to |
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God Ima hurt one of these lil bitch azz niggaz in here |
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Trill Entertainment |
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Young Savage nigga im |
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Webbie ya heard me look[Verse 1:] |
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I fuck a bitch till she real tiredand i aint fuckin wit her less she real fine i gotta lot money i aint gotta lie play me on dat funnystyle nigga gotta die why u spit dat nut out bitch apologize its real deal pimp shit bitch recognize bitchsay get her some shoes then i reply all u get is a big dick dat circumsized boosie dat 745 hurt they eyezu got dat |
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LI so ima get dat other kind a mothafuckin straight gangsta dat who is i get outta line imastank ya dont even try murda murda kill kill all in my eyez me i take dat beef shit and tenderize it i gotthem fuckin skeletons all in my closet and it no class experiment some missing bodies bitch[Chorus] |
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U want beef (I got dat) |
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Dope (I got dat)hoes (I got dat) |
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Dro (I got dat) |
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Money (I got dat) |
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Cars (I got dat) |
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Pistol (I got dat) |
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Niggaz (Get shot at)[Verse 2:] |
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I know u heard to me that beef aint nothin but a word ya heard i creep and serve bullets they swerve andcalm ya nerves fuck u nigga i aint throwin no slurs all i know is streets and birds broads and cars andmalls big splurgin i used to steal wallets and purses now i feel wallets and purses all the real niggazwhile off my verses boot up retarded and send boys to hurses dont get me started cause boy i might hurt yadrunk as a alcoholic ill woop ya ass purple slap ya and kick ya and treat you like urkle swang thru and bang uno i dont think u heard me ku klux klan hang u then light u and burn u young savage what u wan do nigga[Chorus] |
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U wan beef (I got dat) |
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Dope (I got dat) |
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Hoes (I got dat) |
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Dro (I got dat) |
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Money (I got dat) |
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Cars (I got dat) |
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Pistol (I got dat) |
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Niggaz (Get shot at)[Verse 3:][Boosie] |
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We come threw we stomp u, u owe us we chomp u we soldiers who want to knock a fuckin dome loose imaalways be a savage ima always tote dat plastic ima always be smart so boosie always gon wear masks im gonalways hit dat classic gon hold |
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BR down with a whip so sick dat make u boys turn around now we burnin offda ground the sickest in the town boosie and webbie got dat crown u other niggaz bow down to the feet ofsome youngsta who dont sleep we body bag niggaz and we toe tag da feet we fuckin in da back seat we aint playinwit no rookie we take dat money and we gon throw a party on dat pussy my life style is too cold my niggazwe run threw hoes pass'em down like newports and rockin dem like new bauds got syrup by the case loadswe leanin like dem |
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Texas boys and we dont karo dat shit we aint tryna stretch it boy and if u know me uknow me from gettin loaded u know me from lookin sported u know me from pistol toatin u know me from candycoatin my cars rollin wit superstars bondin my niggaz out when they stretchin behind bars (thug life webbie) |