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Listen up, I got a story to tell |
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Ay fool, listen up I got a story to tell |
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Say dog, listen up, I got a story to tell |
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Say man, listen up, I got a story to tell |
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Now once upon a time not too long ago |
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A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe |
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Now this was not a hoe in the sense of havin' the pussy |
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But a pussy havin' no goddamn since tryin' to push me |
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He used to hold dick now he wanna be in my shoes |
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Hating like a baby mama 'cause I'm playing my dues |
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Trying to hold on to my little chunk but not but a punk |
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In the parkin' lot bmpin' hes gums |
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With his ki's int the trunk |
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Ohh what I'm supsed to jump 'cause you got a pump |
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You aimin that bitch in the ssky you chump |
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Poin that motherf**ker this way and dump |
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Oh what you scared to go to the penn |
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Thinkin them niggas gon' tap your rump |
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Man I thought he played bold but he ain't even fuss |
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Man the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to buss |
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But his trigger stayed cold I wasn't surpresed |
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I drecognezed that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes |
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Unmask his disguise a sheep in wolf's clothing |
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On their prey |
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He tried to hunt the hunter |
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And got hunted down his goddamn self in Virginia |
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Niggas it's where we stay |
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Ain't none of that kkk'n or playin' so see a |
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Or e up out your life or you test yourself |
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And make a nigga break you off to peace you rest youself |
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Oh yes your health is what's in question |
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And I hope this ass whippin' |
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Teach you a motherf**kin' lesson |
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Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched |
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'cause deep in the South boy's comin' up cold |
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Talkin' down my name and what it's all about |
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You niggas better get some cut and get my name out |
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You mouth 'cause I don't know why you got plex with me |
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Testin' me but I'm a pull my ship and let you see |
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That all that carry the jack ain't able to survive |
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So you haters need to quit with that bull blustin' |
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And take another ride |
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Niggas jumped and crossed the line |
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The movies got this boy f**ked up n the mind |
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Not to mention the wine and the codeine syrup combined |
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Easy access to 9's |
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And shit talkin' hoes that's fine |
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And all they got time for is four swisher dimes |
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Committing crimes amped off water |
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And some exaggerated rhyme |
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So if bein' hard ain't in your heart |
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Then don't start niggas'll tear your weak mind apart |
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Bidtchy old man talkin' to me like I'm in school |
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He don't know I hang with killers Willie waste that fool |
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Wouldn't give a f**k about him but he kin to my son |
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If you think I'm that nigga then you picked up the wrong one |
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'cause I live by the gun die by the gun |
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Hot bullets burn some say that I can get ya stunned |
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So raise you children don't try to raise mine. |
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And when you see me step with caution |
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'cause I'm buckin' for mine |
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Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched |
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You done crossed the line now you gon' get f**ked |
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I already told you before but yo ain't borrowing that |
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So this time I tell you man I go erase you off the map |
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Such a shame but it's all in the game and since the early |
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Sixties ain't a damn thing changed we got haters over here |
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And haters over there but I got my pistol and it ain't |
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Pointed in the air |
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I see you trippin' off that water and you feel like you bad |
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'cause yo bitch done chose a pimp and that pimp was Chad |
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I see you hurt 'cause I f**ked your girl |
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Put big dick in your world bust nuts in her curl |
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When I hit it from the back she said baby I can't take |
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Push my dick up in her harder bitch |
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I'm straight up tryin' to break it |
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You a simp ass nigga you told that bitch that you love her |
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But I'm straight up f**kin' that pussy |
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Like that nigga off that colors |
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But I ain't gon' get shot 'cause you ain't shootin shit |
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The best thing you can do is go and try and beat that bitch |
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'cause this man's style showstopper pistol popper you ain't ready |
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If I let this hot thing hit you |
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Feel your stomach like spaghetti |
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Fool you talin' loud but you move too slow |
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Tellin' niggas all your plans go you tied up in a van |
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Nigga what the f**k is up in the place to be |
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First I want the money nigga then I want the f**kin' ki's |
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Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead |
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Since you want a nigger dead |
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Buckthat bitch off in his head |
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Just like e-40 nigga I be comin' fed |
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Got the sawed off pump with night vision infrared |
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So play me like a pussy and you will get f**ked |
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Nigga I'm hangin' out the truck buck buck |
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Hit your nigga in the leg hit your bitch in the gut |
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But we know where your ass stay |
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So your ass will get touched |
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Speaked the wrong words I'm high on them herbs |
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And you will get touched |
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cause your ass deserve |
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To get done real fast in front of your kids |
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To show 'em what real type of bitch you is |
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It's that boy named ????? forever stayin' true |
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Just a player man cool and I gotta tell it to the |
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Whole wide world how you got bitched razor neck |
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Just like a motherf**kin' girl |
