Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Bitch I'm a hard head nigga
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So don't ask me
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I know a gang of motherfuckers
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say they gone blast me
Catch me dippin to some screw
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Attitude rude, drippin sweat,
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about to finger- fuck this tech
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I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle
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Got him a pump before a
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nigga to duck to duck
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I ain't no punk nigga this be mine
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for cease before them chippers and
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Cheese see we thievs
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Verse 2
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Give me some Valiums and some
Robitussin and watch me do it
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Dip my cancer stick into
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some 'balming fluid
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Show your I.D then pass it right back to me
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cousin cause see I'm a minor
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And these wet daddies got your part
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ner sweating like drippy ass va gina
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Let me up in this bitch- ass club security
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or me and my guys gone bum
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Rush these doors make it so it won't
be no more rap shows
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Yeah that's what I thought
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I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere
all over the place niggas
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Tippin off their green marbles just so hoes can sit on the face
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Verse 3
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( Distorted come
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Verse 4
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A funky lesson number one Mind
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ya own don't be in no mess
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Number two when it's confidential
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hold it on your chest
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Number three ( three ) don't
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be fuckin with me
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Number four no more toe to toe the only
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way to let these motherfuckers
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Know is to flex
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Wet they ass up leave em' bleeding
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like a Kotex
Boy we one tight bad ass clique
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Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin
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rollin over sticks , spillin beans
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Tattle tellin
Verse 5
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We be thievin, connivin' they
way that we surviving
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No this bitch that's ballin and to
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night's she's callin
Wantin to know " What's up be
when we gone work it up"
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If we can go kick it and smoke
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Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel
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I'm on my cell thinkin yeah
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I'm cool with that
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Hit the Kit- Kat and get her sprees
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before I get he f cheese
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Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt
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while my fingers up her ten nis
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Skirt
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Verse 6
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( Distorted
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come on's
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)
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Bitch I'm dedicated
Verse 7
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you know,
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to this mob shit
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Talk back , fuck that get your jaw split
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Raw spit , that's what you nig
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gas pay me for
A Hundred Thousand fuckin
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off down in Vegas Hoe
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And you know we the one to
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get the function bumpin
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No shit we the clique bullshit
ain't nothin
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See you fuckin with some fools niggas
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with no rules mobbin in they old
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Schools bitch
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????? With the windows up man
Verse 8
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with the heat on heat on
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Man we in a land tacked out funked in
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a hamsac smokin on ????
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I say it said producing rapping hustlin
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that's my bread and butter
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You niggas better hurry up cause there's money
in this motherfucker (
Money in this moneyfucker )
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Reverend is so hard to find
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like good boy's
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Cause shit be droppin have your ass
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Pissin yellow discharge taking tetracycline
Outro 1
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Come On
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