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You can smoke one to the head to this |
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Rizin Sun, |
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Young Buck (What), |
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First Born (What), and |
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D-TayThem four hard hitters nigga and we back |
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Another dope track, know what |
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I'm sayin' what yo[Verse 1] |
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Yo we them hard hitters |
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Them drag you out the yard niggaz |
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Bout to squab triggers |
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That leave you in the dark nigga |
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We raw nigga |
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Them same superstar nigga |
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Them anytime goin' right ain't no bar nigga |
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We blow figures |
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To show you who the boss nigga |
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That drops niggaz |
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With the chrome |
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Moss nigga |
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You lost nigga |
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See T.I.P. don't like the game |
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Ya get outta line and |
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T.I.P. gon' like they aim[Verse 2] |
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Is it my turn to show them niggaz we be stars on tracks |
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Start up beef, we in yo front yard with gats |
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So don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neck |
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With a motherfuckin' hole in ya back |
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It ain't my fault if you balled hard |
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Start slimin' up the walls, leave him in his draws |
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Nigga you know the protocol |
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We were born for hard ball |
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Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me[Hook] |
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If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me |
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Then go and get the straps nigga gunfire with me |
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You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty |
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My real niggaz, hard hitters they ride with me |
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If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me |
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Then go and get the straps nigga gunfire with me |
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You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty |
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My real niggaz, hard hitters they die with me[Verse 3] |
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We did it all in our lifetime |
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Dealin' drugs, bustin' them slugs |
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Runnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broads |
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They ain't showin' no love |
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Put his face in the mud |
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Fuckin' with the hard hitters, |
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D-Tay my nigga |
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Got contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitter |
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We slaved on the figures found out who's better |
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From Nashville to |
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Chucktown we go round for round |
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City to city and then we knock it down[Verse 4] |
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Yeah we'll lock it down |
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Then we hit these niggaz spot up with fifty rounds |
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The best pound for pound |
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Representin' the town |
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That'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down(D-Tay unload the four pound) |
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This shit's about to go down nigga |
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Whoa now leave these niggaz shit tore down |
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Whole town be locked down |
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Got the whole world shocked now |
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T.I.P. on top now[Hook][Verse 5] |
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I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass niggaz of mine |
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First Born, |
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D-Tay we hard hitters combined |
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Talk shit and ya dyin' if ya think that |
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I'm lyin'Ask that nigga named |
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Bryan, caught six in the spine |
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And we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytime |
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After the sunshine we duckin' for war time |
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You said you want what now |
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See go to war nigga, hard hitters we buck wild |
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Just us four niggaz |
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See we live for gunfire, kick in ya door nigga |
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If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killers |
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Who that playa with mine |
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Must be some new niggaz |
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Who done did some time and wanna mitch new figures |
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Get the tools niggaz, let's show the world how we abuse niggaz |
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Cock back the hammer and just shoot nigga |
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All for the loot nigga |
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We ain't no cute niggaz |
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Tryin' to knock boots nigga |
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We out here choosin' nigga[Hook] |
