| [Duke:] I heard it through the grapevine, you say fuck | |
| Duke If you that strong about it, then come see | |
| Duke Find out what this glock, or left and right do | |
| We can take it there, if you wanna take it there | |
| We can do like middle school, step in my square | |
| I don't do fair, | |
| I'm a Clover | |
| Gee I thank you for your jewels, they look better on me | |
| You over there with a naked neck, | |
| I got three on me | |
| My baretta on me, so don't reach homie | |
| They call me | |
| Duke Ali, when | |
| I'm banging that pistol | |
| Cause my gun and my vest, is a military issue | |
| Brother wait till | |
| I see you, then do a song and diss ya | |
| Beat your ass, then rap bout how | |
| I did ya Caught you at the club, you was full of that liquor | |
| I told you not to fuck, with them | |
| Screwed Up niggaz | |
| And this is a stick up, give them damn jewels up [Hook:] | |
| It don't matter, where you go | |
| You can search high, you can search low | |
| But it's guaranteed, you'll never find another nigga like me | |
| Niggaz think they gangsta, cause they throw signs | |
| I bet they take the block off, when | |
| I throw mine | |
| It's guarunteed, there'll never be another nigga like me [Point Blank:] | |
| Listen nigga, | |
| I don't say shit | |
| I can't repeat | |
| And I keep it real gangsta, from the booth to the streets | |
| The jewelry never made me, and never will | |
| Motherfuckers out here hating me, and hating me still | |
| I don't do stupid ass shit, to get accepted | |
| Keep my named out your mouth, 'fore | |
| I check your dental records | |
| You not a gangsta to me lil' boy, you a bitch | |
| Only stripes | |
| I see, go up your motherfucking back | |
| I'm certified in the streets, | |
| O.G. status | |
| Throw some'ing on the stage, let the whole front row have it | |
| Fully loaded semi-automatic, is the tool | |
| Bitch, don't make me act a motherfucking fool | |
| Point Blank the | |
| Bull, no doubt one of the hardest | |
| Extra clips, in the glove compartment | |
| Soon I'ma be, considered one of the largest | |
| Also known, as the knock off artist [Hook] [Z-Ro:] | |
| To some of y'all | |
| I'm a new nigga, but | |
| I been rapping | |
| And whooping niggaz ain't new either, cause | |
| I been scrapping | |
| Let me describe myself, | |
| I'm about six feet even 228 pounds | |
| When I get pissed off, | |
| I shoot shit up and shut shit down | |
| My attitude is rude, enough to be a stepmother | |
| Still in the public eye on | |
| Murda Dog, | |
| I'm on the next cover | |
| I been dealing with paper, lately | |
| It's a lot of niggaz hate me, but the 3-57 ain't got a safety | |
| So it's bl-uck bl-uck, when my enemies are spotted | |
| So accurate with me aim, y'all chill mayn | |
| I got it Pull up in they front yard, and bust until every window break (Point Blank), | |
| B.G. Duke and | |
| Z-Ro the Crooked hoe we holding weight | |
| Fuck the rap game, nigga this | |
| A.B.N. Assholes | |
| By Nature, we could give a fuck about a friend | |
| We smoke so much, we always got five on it | |
| I'll be grooving until the world stop moving, | |
| I put my nine on it [Hook x2] |
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