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Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... it's real *****t ***** |
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[Chorus] |
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You *****s say somethin' slick, you'll get SLAPPED for that |
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You *****s schemin' on some jewels, you'll get CLAPPED for that |
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If ya'll *****s want war, I got the MACK for that |
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Run up with some work, and get your head CRACKED for that |
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[Verse 1] |
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***** if a nickel bag sold in the park, I want in on it |
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The bull*****t I'm in right now *****, I've been on it (yeah) |
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If I don't eat, nobody eat, code of the street |
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No surrender, no retreat, my *****s rollin' with heat (woo) |
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You'll know my stees, I spark trees, under palm trees |
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Feel a breeze, and fees, in expanded keys |
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Cop it straight from the bay, tap dance on the yay |
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Your people make a G day, you ain't rich, you just ok |
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I take the stand under oath and lie |
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Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry |
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Or watch time go by |
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*****s want to steal slabs, and dib or dab |
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In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed 'em, deserve to die |
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[Chorus - 2X] |
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[Verse 2] |
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You gettin' money ***** (yeah), you dimed out (yeah) |
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Well 50 Cent is the hottest *****t out this (yeah) |
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You bust your gun ***** (yeah), you on the run ***** (yeah) |
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You treat a grown man, like he ya son (*****) |
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Yo, I ain't the first parolee, to catch his ***** for his rolee |
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And after being on the street, less than a week |
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Look, *****s who know me, know I'm up to no good |
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Man my fan base is spreading like HIV in the hood |
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Why smack a ***** silly, when I can squeeze the nilly (squeeze that *****t) |
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A slug'll split a *****s ass, worst than the philly |
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I stay with the heater, cut the D with Bonita |
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My wifey kept acting up, so I had to leave her |
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It hurted when I left, but I knew I didn't need her |
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If it wasn't for my seed, I wouldn't even hafta see her |
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She tried to front like she don't need me, she miss me, believe me |
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It's that soap opera *****t, the ***** watch too much TV |
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[Chorus - 2X] |
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[Verse 3] |
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Aight you *****s tryin' to do too much (STOP FRONTIN') |
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Them little bit of chips you got son, (AIN'T NOTHIN') |
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I seen you with your whip outside (YOU STUNTIN') |
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You spent your last on that (YOU AIN'T HOLDIN' NOTHIN') |
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Rap *****s, they actin' like they ready to flip |
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When I let off a clip, it ain't a part of the script |
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Its like tradition, rap *****s, dyin' they whips |
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So I spent a little chips, to bulletproof my *****t |
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You a 6 coupe *****, but you gears behind |
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***** yours a 92, mine's a 99 |
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Your not in my league, the ghetto taught me tools to succeed |
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Shallow up a seed, I'll write it down so you can read |
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If you've been listening, I know you've been loving what I said |
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If not you dumb *****, I just run over your head |
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[Chorus - 2X] |
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[singing in background until fade] |
