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Ah shit, I'm sick of niggas jumpin' up with choppers |
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Runnin' for your shit, tryin' to make another nigga stop ya |
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But it's on cause you up against a real nigga |
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I steal niggas and kill niggas, |
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I'm the real nigga |
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You up against a muthafucka with a quick temper |
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I'm a born killer, in case you don't remember |
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I got my pistol but |
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I got a different clip in it |
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Click-click, muthafuckas, can you get with it? |
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You ain't the nigga that you thought you was, fool |
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And now I'm after that ass on the cool |
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It's all about survival of the fittest |
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Nigga, you shouldn'ta did this |
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And now I gots to handle my business |
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I got to get your ass up out the picture |
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I ain't the nigga you wanna fuck with |
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Muthafucka, |
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I wouldn't bullshit ya |
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Now look at what you stuck with |
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The last nigga in this muthafuckin' world |
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You shoulda fucked with, |
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I'm leavin' niggas in bodybags |
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You shouldn'ta fucked with the |
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BradYou punk muthafucka, |
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I'm comin' agg |
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Mr., Mr. Scarface for the nine-trey |
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Niggas packin' nines, fuck you, bitch, |
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I pack an |
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AKFully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this |
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S.A. fool, and |
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I'ma put you on your back, bitch |
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Ain't no half-steppin', |
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I'm comin' at you rough-like |
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Shootin' to kill 'cause back in school |
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I had enough fights |
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Whenever when |
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I bucked my knuckles up on a nigga's head |
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So you can sling em all you want but |
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I be slingin' leg' |
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Cuz like I said befo' |
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I'm a muthafuckin' dreadlock |
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Puttin' fools in headlocks, givin' niggas headshots |
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And everybody in your muthafuckin' area |
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Is tryin' to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury ya |
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But I can give a muthafuck about your family |
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Because your family ain't my fuckin' family |
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You shoulda thought before you stepped to tha |
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Nigga in black standin' right here next to ya |
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I'm stoppin' muthafuckas from breathin' |
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Just gimme a reason and |
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I'ma be squeezin' |
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The trigger of this muthafuckin' glock |
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Pop-pop until you drop, from these muthafuckin' gunshots |
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And leave your whole fuckin' family sad |
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Don't fuck with the |
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Brad, muthafucka' |
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Cuz Brad's comin' agg |
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Where the cocksuckers at, where the cocksuckers at?(Where they at? Where they at? There they go) |
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At my gat' |
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Cuz I'm about to heat up like a vet |
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Chop shit down on your set and then jet |
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And smash off in my soap box' |
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Cuz I'm down for the dirt |
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And muthafuckas said it don't stop |
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Now which one of you hoes wanna fuck |
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Make your way to your truck |
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I wanna see the way that you jump' |
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Cuz by the time you get your keys |
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I'm lettin' loose, muthafucka, |
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Lay em down, nigga, and get these |
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It ain't shit for me to watch em fly |
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So die, muthafuckas, die, muthafuckas, die, die |
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I ain't no muthafuckin' good guy, dog |
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And I don't give a good guy damn about none of y'all |
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I'm from the state of the muthafuckin' gunslingers |
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Knockin' dicks in the dirt with just this one finger |
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So get your ass caught up in this gangsta shit |
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And I'ma try my best to make it stank, you bitch |
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Plus you comin' with that fake drag |
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You fallin' dead on your ass, you muthafucka |
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I'm comin' agg |
