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Smoke somethin |
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I just bought me a Coupe Deville, |
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Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel |
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Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack 'cause I'm from Texas, |
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Never seen candy with the fifth on the back |
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I'm comin down the west end, niggas tryin to jack |
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And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started cappin |
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Niggas was happenin put they Burboun to the floor nigga |
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Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe |
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Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, wild west |
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Throwin all packed [?] and we all wear vests |
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When the shit pop out, who gon stunt, |
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Nigga ain't shootin me first I fin to pop the trunk |
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[UGK] |
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[Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin like they want the funk |
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[Pimp C] - But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Runnin off at they dick suckas gettin it crunk |
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[Pimp C] - Nigga I'm high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Steady frontin like a man but you show me a punk |
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[Pimp C] - Man I knew he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some scum |
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[Pimp C] - These niggas steady runnin me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk |
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[Celly Cel] |
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You niggas didn't know that I was outta control |
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Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo |
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Head you better off dead than to f**k around with psycho niggas |
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Don't be trying to plead yo case 'cause I don't even like no niggas |
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In my face, trying to question me about some drama |
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Only answer to two people: God and my mama |
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Far as niggas tryin to put me in the cross, |
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Let em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house boss |
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I bet you mind somethin in, run and tell a friend |
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[?] on the Gin, I think he said "trippin" once again |
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It ain't no stoppin me, get at me then I'm dumpin on ya, |
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Ridin past yo funeral hangin out the window slumpin on ya |
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You didn't know, they didn't tell you boy you betta listen |
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While I shoot this shit before you put yourself in that position |
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Niggas that know me know I specialize in havin bump |
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You can have the tailway from the shovel so we can pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin like they want the funk |
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[Pimp C] - Man 'cause his bitch chose me I fin to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Runnin off at they dick suckas gettin it crunk |
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[Pimp C] - 'cause I'm f**kin yo gal I got to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Steady frontin like a man but you show me a punk |
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[Pimp C] - Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some scum |
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[Pimp C] - Smokin at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] |
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Under Cali's blue skies, smokin on chronicles and chocolate ties |
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Even when we tell the truth, the hoes we lies, |
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Man ain't no disguise, doin ninety week flies, |
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Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries, |
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Only money conversation and big thighs, |
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Let me talk to your boss man, the nigga wit the pies, |
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And back yo ass up and don't act so surprised, |
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When pistols start to cock, hands start to rise, |
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Nobody move too fast I advise, |
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Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes, |
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Recognize I done set me sights on the prize, |
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And put lights out with boom fifty bye, bye's, |
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I'm labeling my life off of rap and weed highs, |
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And ask my agent bout my f**kin shoe size., |
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But f**kin wit us ain't wise, |
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We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk |
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What, the trunk |
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[Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin like they want the funk |
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[Pimp C] - I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Runnin off at they dick suckas gettin it crunk |
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[Pimp C] - Man I'm sippin on [?] poppin the trunk |
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[Bun B] - Steady frontin like a man but you show me a punk |
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[Pimp C] - [?][?][?] I had to pop the trunk |
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[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some scum |
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[Pimp C] - To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk |
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[Pimp C] |
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I know that they some bitches had to pop the trunk |
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California to Texas poppin the trunk |
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UGK and Celly Cel we bout to pop the trunk |
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Sippin on Hennessy [?] I fin to pop the trunk, bitch |
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Smoke somethin, |
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D time, PA, uh, '97 |
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Smoke somethin, |
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Representin money, like Too $hort bitch |
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Huh |