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Verse one (Freddie Foxxx) |
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I'm livin' in hell where all these niggaz |
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got stories to tell I be blasin't on these bitch niggaz |
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servin' well and the company I keep be the scum of the earth |
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body tated hair matted sellin' Key's if you fuck wit these |
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law breakin' niggaz scream fuck the police |
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we gonna ball fo the lil nigga shit |
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what the fuck you figure? |
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Timbaland boots forty fives wit nicket plates |
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findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait |
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if niggaz is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em |
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all that job-ownin' shit, fuck you,I ain't wit'em |
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Cuz, when I say jump, niggaz say |
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How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye |
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now let's get busy nigga |
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Chorus (Freddie Foxxx) |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Verse two (Hussein Fatal) |
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Keep it comin', these niggaz get done in |
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on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga |
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puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man |
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like he blast it off, beyond that, ? |
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criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap |
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endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this fuckin'(fuck yall)shit |
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so I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit |
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yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly |
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slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin' |
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up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop |
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Chorus (Freddie Foxxx) |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Verse three (Freddie Foxxx) |
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Some niggaz, kinda of coke |
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scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you |
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Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch |
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swingin' tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she |
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blastin' fast, alot of niggaz know my rep, |
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but it don't mean shit, til you witness to yourself |
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how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass bitch |
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share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility |
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you get the fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes |
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it's only hollow points I spit out my nine |
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drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm passin' through |
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I bust six, in the air nigga, just for you |
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and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen |
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I'd be the last nigga rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' guns clappin' |
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Verse four (Hussein Fatal) |
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Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never know |
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smellin' they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slow |
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the nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin' silly |
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blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em |
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I don't give a fuck, how small big and tall |
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come get me, and I talk on how square yall are |
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attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid |
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and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss |
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I don't know what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me |
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niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie |
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I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks |
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yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax |
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thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we |
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we lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't drown me |
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I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up |
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to tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck |
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Chorus (Freddie Foxxx) |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? |
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how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? |
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we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die |
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live and die by the code, theres on reason why |
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Muthafuckin' M.O.B you ain't seen shit yet, what?... |
