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(feat. Frekzanatcha) |
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One of the most phenominal feats of all time |
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Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe |
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(Hook - David Banner) (Repeat 2x) |
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Let's take this shit to his mama's house, his mama's house |
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Let's take this shit to his mama's house, his mama's house |
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Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face |
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Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face |
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(Verse 1 - David Banner) |
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Hoe I ain't got respect, I'm comin' straight to ya crib |
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Drag you out in the yard, run a shank through ya ribs |
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I said boy, dirty, dirty boy |
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What you think that these bullets and guns is made for? |
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Bustin' on a bitch, ditches is where it lye |
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Bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die |
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I'm the trillest, clack-up, peel-it |
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Dumpin' slugs til' you feel us |
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Banner, Frekaznatcha, ridin' until you kill us |
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**** it and if we die tell mama never to cry |
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I'm comin' back like Jason, bumpin' that "Playa Fly" |
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Higher than a bitch, gone off that 'dro |
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Yeah I'm dead though, but pat'nah no I ain't no hoe |
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(Hook) |
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(Bridge - Frekaznatcha) |
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Keep my name out ya mouth, keep my name out ya mouth |
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Fo' we run up in yo house, fo' we run up in yo house |
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(Repeat 2x) |
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(Verse 2 - Frekaznatcha) |
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So you claimin' that you head bustin' |
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Come and feel these leads thrustin' |
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Me and my niggaz ain't scared of nuthin' |
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Wanna see some red rushin' |
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Mississippi burnin' this |
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Alabama turnin' this |
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Together we got that fire bitch |
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Biggin' up we ride bitch |
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Bet ya you won't step outside trick |
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Come step outside trick |
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You don't wanna collide with |
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My crew, we ride bitch |
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Sicker than a mother****er |
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Crazy like them terrorist ****as |
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When we hit yo block you duck us |
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When we hit yo block it's ruwkus |
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(Hook) |
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(Frekaznatcha - Talking) |
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At yo mama's house nigga |
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Mutha****a ... Goddamn ... Weak Bitch |
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At yo mama's house nigga |
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Mutha****a ... Goddamn ... Weak Bitch |
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(David Banner) |
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Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard |
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Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin' "Bitch you ain't hard" |
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Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard |
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Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin' "Bitch you ain't hard" |
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I don't wanna be a thug, but **** around in the club |
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I'm knockin' yo ass out, then dancin' off in yo blood |
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Tell ya mama that I'm sorry, but yo ass gotta go |
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Might bring yo ass out, or I'm kickin' in ya dough |
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(Hook) |