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(feat. Truck Buck) |
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[Intro - Truck Buck - talking] |
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The spirit of Pimp is in here (yeah) |
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Truck Buck (uh huh), never give a ****** (yeah) |
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6300 Westside Port (haha) |
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Southwest Superman (already) |
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Yeah, Trill Gladiators (mayne) |
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Yeah huh, yeah, goons catch ya in the street (yeah) |
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Gladiators we come to your house like Pimp say (no ************t) |
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Uh huh and guess what? (what?) |
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We ain't doin it for no money (what you doin it for ******?) |
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Haha, we doin this for loyalty ****** |
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Tell them ******z Bun |
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[Verse 1 - Bun B] |
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They thought it was over, they thought that I was done (I was done) |
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They said I wouldn't last, I'm the last one (last one) |
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I'm "Still Standing" like the Goodie to the Mo-B |
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In a black hoodie, it's the O.G., you know me (me) |
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Never bow to no feet or kiss no rings (rings) |
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Hold my own ground, never doin ho things (things) |
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Just to get accepted (accepted), just to be included ('cluded) |
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****** I am from the South, that ain't how we do it (do it) |
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True ************t, you and your city must be on some new ************t |
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Gettin on my last nerve, such a damn nuisance |
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************ ******z on the rag, wearin Couture or Juicy |
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You don't like what I say, ****** ya ******, that's my two cents |
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Opinions is like assholes and I don't like assholes |
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So stick your opinion in your ass ho (in your ass ho) |
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That's for whoever ain't me |
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You just hatin on a ****** that ya know ya can't be |
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[Chorus - Bun B] |
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I'm a, gladiator, greater than the rest |
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Bring who ever's won a battle, you'll never be the best |
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Got a chest made of metal, a jaw made of steel |
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When I put the hands of God on ya, tell me how it feels |
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I'm a, gladiator, hardest of the G's |
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Bring the biggest you can find, bet I drop him to his knees |
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I bring it to ya now, ****** bring it to ya later |
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And never take no ************t up off a hater, 'cause I'm a gladiator |
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[Verse 2 - Bun B] |
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Now make way for the big man (man) |
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'Fore somebody catch a smack from the big hand (hand) |
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Rap-a-Lot is in the building and we in control ('trol) |
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"II Trill" comin through ******, make a hole (make a hole) |
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And we ain't askin you but one time |
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Give a ****** if you pedestrian or the one time (time) |
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****** you can walk the gauntlet or the gun line |
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We can light the night sky up, like it's sun************ne (************ne) |
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'Cause I run mine (mine), this is native turf (turf) |
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And we'll squeeze and toss a ****** like he made of Nerf (made of Nerf) |
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He's playin games like it's Fisher Price (Price) |
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They gonna find your ass gutted with a fi************ng knife (fi************ng knife) |
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See now you gotta ask yourself a question |
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Is he really serious or was he just testin? (testin) |
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I hope your answer ain't the latter |
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'Cause I think you just made a mad mother****** madder |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3 - Bun B] |
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And I don't want to be nobody but |
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Never ************ ride or see me swingin on nobody nuts (nuts) |
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Real hood ****** (******), real street ****** (******) |
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That'll stand up on his own two feet ****** (******) |
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Never been a ************, never had a plan to be (be) |
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And talkin down on other ******z ain't the man in me (me) |
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A man walk it (walk it), exactly like he talk it |
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We can swing it or stalk it 'til somebody white chalk it |
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You don't want a problem ************ ****** (******), so don't bring us up |
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Actin like you ******z hard or twistin your fingers up (up) |
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'Cause you be bluffin in the streets |
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I let the dogs out, then I let the hogs out, 'til it's nothin in the street |
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There is nothin industry or Hollywood about me (about me) |
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I'm no studio gangsta (gangsta) but if you want to doubt me (doubt me) |
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Then catch me on the corner (corner) and run up if you wanna (wanna) |
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To kill your ************ ass will be a mother****** honor, 'cause |
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[Chorus] |
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[Outro - Truck Buck - talking (Bun B)] |
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Yeah, yeah, ya hear me ************ ass ******z? |
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Uh huh, any ****** talkin ************t, we comin to see ya (gladiator) |
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Picnics, to ya house, barbecues, yeah |
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Anywhere, clubs, tell him who comin Bun (gladiator) |
