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I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble |
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Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever |
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I'm picking em up and throwing em down like dishes |
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Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam the sons of bitches |
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I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the road |
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They'll be ****ed up when I gets into my calling mode |
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Then cut the clown up on they ass like Bozo |
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Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like Jo Jo Dancer |
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Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer |
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Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the answer |
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But the question "Should we take that bullshit from them people?" |
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I'm making 300 on my SAT yet I am equal |
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Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous |
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I've had it up to fo'head of suckas tryin to serve us |
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To graduate is really becomin a very stressful journey |
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I feel like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me |
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Into a hate monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder |
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Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer |
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I think not, Officer Friendly tryin to dig up in me |
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He said I'm half assed and got no future |
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And so he sent me up the creek and shit |
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Stroking like hell without no paddle |
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But niggas is gettin smart, we back on the saddle |
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No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some years |
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It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is |
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I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me (x4) |
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As I step up, the stage is empty |
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No words cause I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect |
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Don't call me T, it's a T thang with a G swang |
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Let my nuts hang down to the flo' mane |
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Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang |
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In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me, cruising down the block |
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Just like I was a squirrel in a world full of nuts |
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Damn, I'd probably be mad even if I called Uncle Sam |
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To bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B |
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T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie Brandon B |
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Don't flex, I'm next, I break necks too |
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Rolling with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94 |
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Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, you know what I'm sayin? |
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I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me |
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Yeah, I'm steady bucking mutha****as |
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Not ducking 'em like duck goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas |
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Squeezing rhymes like that noose around your neck |
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You can't hang with this, see ain't no thangs to this |
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I show no pity so take off because I'm dangerous |
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I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking |
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Speaking of breaking, break on out or get your life taken, boy |
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****ing around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split |
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Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow tips |
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Playa shit is how I'm kicking it |
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Coming around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass |
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So **** it or flip it, I'll still be a playa |
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Puffy afro with nigga naps off in my hair |
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Shit, that's simply how I run my shit and that's how it be |
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That nigga B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, yeek |
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See I'm a playa, got my struggle on |
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Thinking about the volume and thickness of my bankroll |
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You see the cops is in my shit like colon cancer |
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Even though I never smoke that shit like (right)...yeah |
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I give a call of da wild to my niggas around the projects |
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So don't flex or get served with a pop neck shit |
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OG, original gangsta, not quite |
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But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right |
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Life's a bitch with a G-string, it's either in your ass or it ain't |
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So you can see who can really hang |
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But y'all don't wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell |
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Ain't no playas in office cause I'm locked off in a cell |
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So can you feel me, nigga |
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I hear voices in my head and they keep calling me |
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Khujo, coming in dope, bring it |
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I got more problems than the average Joe |
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So bro don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn |
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It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird |
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K's madness into capping |
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Throw in a few more logs, so my fire looking through the want ads |
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And only red hot, desire in your pot is something wicked |
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But you can't feel it, stick it up your monkey ass |
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I could let shit ride in the past, now it's time to blast that ass |
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Shhh... Mr. Knighton take off your hat |
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Can't even my wear my locs in |
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Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it |
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Made you go no holds barred |
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Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew |
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And they just might want to battle you |
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Out with the quickness |
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The price of living is beginning to be a risky business |
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Uncaged, Parkay |
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How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits? |
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This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain... |
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Dope cut niggas I hang with before there were apartments |
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In Chappell Forest, it's gettin horrid |
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The hunted child is on the prowl, yahhh!!!!! |
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I let out a call to da wild |
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I let out a call to da wild |
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