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Is you 'bout what |
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I brang nigga? |
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Biggety-bang nigga? |
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Get it through your head before |
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I let it rang nigga |
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Whoa nigga, you ain't a friend, you a foe |
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Hoe nigga, |
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I gotta let the pistol go |
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Show niggas, that |
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I ain't the one to blow on |
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I told ya nigga with the four four |
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I get it on |
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I roll with niggas, that tote big chrome |
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Uptown V.L. off top niggas bustin' domes |
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Paper chasin', racin', to six figures |
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The law bitchin', |
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I'm catchin' cases totin' triggers |
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Smokin' niggas, all they self locin' niggas |
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I'm chokin' off the optimal still ropin' niggas |
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Scopin' niggas, 'cuz |
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I'm the same broke nigga |
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Snort dope but |
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I still maintain sellin' coke |
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Spin dressin' holder, blunt smoker |
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Snort a lil' doper, |
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A.K. toter |
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I'm a spittin' |
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I'm a solja |
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Take it off your shoulder |
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Respect nigga |
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I'm a solja, take it off your shoulder |
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Uptown clown, gettin' so dirty |
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Respect my fuckin' mind, gotta get my nose dirty |
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Playa haters wanna kill me |
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Juvenile, |
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I know you feel me |
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I'm too smart to let em' steal me |
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Refuse to let 'em steal me |
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Nigga fuck ya, |
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I'ma pluck ya |
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Struck ya, wasn't beware of the head busters |
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Head busters, wig splitters, one time |
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Hot boys committin' that crime |
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Welcome to the section of the hot boys |
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Look out for the infrared dot boy |
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S.K.'s, choppers, that's how we play |
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Ride all day, give up your spot for much ya |
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I hear ya got it, shop close, we hit'cha block |
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Unload the glock, seventeen, we leavin' ya hot |
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Bodies drop, no more shop, in this spot |
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I made it hot bustin' with the glock non-stop |
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I'm full of that block, a young |
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G about my cheese |
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Jackin' for keys, frontin' back to real |
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G'sTryin' to make my mill, freeze, slip you get killed |
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The shit's real act a donkey behind a dope house deal |
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Straight from |
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Uptown, real niggas we in the |
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WildYellow tape style, bound to make the nine growl |
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Bodies found in the dumpster, by the youngsters |
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Shouldn't trust a, uptown head buster |
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Head busters, wig splitters, one time |
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Hot boys committin' that crime |
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Welcome to the section of the hot boys |
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Look out for the infrared dot boy |
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Where the villains be, is where |
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I standI'm comin' with that tillery, up in my hand |
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Showin' you bitches the reason, that |
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I'm the man |
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I'm stoppin' you hoes from breathin', you understand? |
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Comin' with that |
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A.K., full of that pure |
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A cold night in |
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February, |
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I had that bitch like |
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New YearYou better watch me 'cuz |
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I be comin' |
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With the drummin', a chopper, or a street sweeper or somethin' |
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Bitch, I'ma represent, my .45 pay the rent |
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You bitch you, you fuck with me it's a must you get'cha issue |
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I'ma be standin', in the |
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Magnolia with the cannon |
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And sure to start damage |
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Watchin' these niggas, 'cuz they donkeys and fools too |
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Might look like they spooked, but don't let them niggas fool you |
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Every breath that |
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I breathe would be beef, so |
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I snortedThen proceeded to make my enemy's life short, 'bout that |
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Pistol play, fuck what a nigga say |
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Two-twenty three's then breathe fire out the hallway |
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I found myself up in other niggas beef |
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Know that them |
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T.C. niggas would die for me |
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We probably be |
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In an all-black fist full of that bitch |
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And a stroller suburban on the blitz, tryin' to get rich |
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If in my way, |
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I'm gone funk ya |
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Imagine your body deteriorating in a dumpster |
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What you gone do? |
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Ain't no runnin' when the |
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Mafia finds ya |
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I'ma, UPS your death like the |
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UnibomberI can't sleep, |
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I got so much beef in the game |
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Every hotel that |
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I changeI use an alias name |
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Me and B.G. on a hunt, full of that pluck |
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Two niggas with pistols, tryin' to make a come up |
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Head busters, wig splitters, one time |
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Hot boys committin' that crime |
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Welcome to the section of the hot boys |
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Look out for the infrared dot boy |
