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Them Hot Boys out here, ya heard me? |
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The B.G., headbussin' |
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Moe, fa sho'' |
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Bout to make it happen |
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Magnolia 'bout that gafflin', |
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Valence and |
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MagnoliaI'm in the jungle, of niggas that's lookin' for static |
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Two niggas stuck and jackin' just to support his habit |
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Them people rollin', so |
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I gotta do what |
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I canI gotta pound of that sand |
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I picked up from the man |
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The luxuries |
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I gotta have it, black savage |
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He's in the streets holdin' up traffic |
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With the plastic, |
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Desert Eagle .45 automatic |
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My glass is, filled with |
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J.D. and Coca- |
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Cola classic |
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And niggas that playa-hate, |
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I got somethin' for yo asses |
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I'ma act a donkey, boy you best not run up on me |
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You niggas phony, that's why |
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I did that to your homie |
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For instance, when the |
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Mac-9 will erase your existence |
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So distance, yourself from me 'cuz my conscience be clickin' |
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Niggas be paranoid when they see |
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I be dippin' |
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Sayin', man let me go, he 'bout to stomp on that trigger |
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Somebodies wig get split in the middle of the street |
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I got your brains to show you bitches, stop playin' with me |
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And ain't no thing |
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I got my ruger and |
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I ain't scared to die |
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Cross that line and |
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I'ma shoot'cha and tell your |
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Mommy bye-bye |
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Hungry for money, like vampires hungry for blood |
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Better get to runnin', |
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Solja Reeboks is in the mud |
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Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head |
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With a strap hollerin', "Nigga what you said?" |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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Juvenile you did that? |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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Juvenile you did that? |
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Man, Juvenile you did that |
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Don't get caught up fools, in the wrong way' |
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Cuz them niggas out that |
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Lio stay totin' them |
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A.K.'sThe baddest trigga happy niggas |
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I ever saw |
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Calliope niggas play the muthafuckin' game raw |
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So don't get'cha self in a jam' |
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Cuz these niggas |
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I hang with really don't give a damn |
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With the quickness, nigga they put them |
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K's to use |
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Niggas like |
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Wango, Wine, |
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Spig, and my boy |
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DeuceSo any nigga want some drama get strapped |
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So I can put your bitch ass in my |
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Rest In Peace wrap' |
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Cuz dead, yeah, is what'cha gonna be |
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If you fuck with this nigga from that |
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C P 3So don't be fuckin' with me' |
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Cuz you'll be lookin' down the barrel of a nine double |
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M, homieAnd with a nigga like me, holdin' the gat |
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I'ma pull the fuckin' trigger and bust ya head to the fat |
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Then watch your brain run down the city drain |
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And after that, leave the spot' |
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Cuz Frank |
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Mignon's comin' to get the remains |
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So all you gangsta ass niggas tilt your hat |
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And plus that bullshit y'all niggas out here are tryin' to do? |
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I fuckin' been there and done that |
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Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head |
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With a strap hollerin', "Nigga what you said?" |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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Big Moe you did that? |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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Big Moe you did that? |
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Don't make me pull my pistol nigga, 'cuz fa-shiggidy |
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I'ma use it |
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This life you strugglin' through you gone lose it |
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I come through actin' foolish, with semi-automatics |
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Shit get hectic, blast, or get blasted, |
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I'ma a Baby |
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Gangsta bout drama, bout buckin' |
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Full of that dustin', you bust, |
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I'm bustin' |
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You shoot, |
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I shoot, you miss, |
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I hitHot Boy representin' that gangsta shit |
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Stop playin' with the young soldier, believe |
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You jeopardizin' what's on your shoulder, you shoot at me |
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Take it to the streets, you ain't 'bout that action |
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Packin' two twenty-three's, sweepers knock you off your feet |
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St. Thomas still got them bags for twenty-five |
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Before I go on the pride, |
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I'm full of that |
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WorldwideGoin' for crime |
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I'll spank them, can't swim with the sharks |
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Through this water, muthafucka |
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I'll spank 'em |
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Get'cha mind right, nigga, fuckin' with me |
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Think twice, |
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I tote iron, |
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I'ma a true |
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B.G.Fuckin' right, |
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I split hats, and |
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I tote Mac's |
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I be fuckin' with silver packs, now what you know about that? |
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Got the all black fit, ready to put in work |
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But niggas actin' like jerks, |
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I put dicks in the dirt |
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I run with |
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Juvenile, cuz he's a gangsta ass nigga |
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Niggas huntin' like they bout it, but |
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I'll spank that ass nigga |
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So who wants some beef? |
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Let me show you |
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I don't play |
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Told ya I'm that type that'll hit'cha block everyday |
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If you're real, you'll bust back but if you fake |
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I got'cha warning in all-black, it's no escape, |
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I did that |
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Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head |
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With a strap hollerin', "Nigga what you said?" |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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B.G. you did that? |
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That iron again is mine right? |
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Snatchin' for a kidnap |
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People out that project say |
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B.G. you did that? |
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Man, Juvenile you did that |
