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Yo, do it
We gon' do one
Let the beat ride for a though
Will, him in the house from the
FaceMob in this bitch, to tear shit down
Uh-huh, yeah, it is, yeah

Still the truth in the game, a damn thing changed
Prone to heat up and then shoot flames
Double the O.G. of a deuce thang
Bitches who know me know how I do

Still, fuckin' with James, we in this shit hard
I locked up the south, he locked the fifth
Loaded and cocked, I'm to be a block bleeder
Known to get paper and I ain't to stop neither

I got Ferrari's, Porches and shit
Ranch got horses, courses and shit
Eat shrimp, steak, crab, raw oysters and
And still fuck around with all my in the bricks

International nigga, I in and out the States
Kingston, Brazil, bitches me grapes
I can cut it and bake, all I is some soda, a plate
A microwave, and a cake

You can get it how you want it, what I'm spittin' is
I don't need to in court what I can hold in the streets
Niggaz know how I was so ain't no question in these
Consequences you gon' face when fuckin' with me

One for the wanna cross me up
Two for the bitches toss me up
Three for the tryin' to get my mail
send me to jail so they can lock me up

Four for the who wanna block my shine
Five for the snitch who went and dropped that
Six for the who ain't got no game
That's a shame, that's why he hatin' on mine

the north to the south, I don't need no passes
You get out of line, I'ma bleed yo' asses
man, I ain't the huffin' puffin' type
I'ma put pistol in your motherfuckin' life

Mayor, can I call my crib, I be them greens
Fuckin' the finest hoes that can fit in jeans
Take an interest in politics, and Van Gogh
Shoot a up and then go vote

They say variety is the of life
So we'll fuck the black broads and lay to the whites
Ricans and Latinos, Japs and Filipinos
What is y'all trippin fo'? is pussy

I gotta come where you live to shoot you in your sleep
I know in yo' hood that'll do you for me
Youse a pussy born with no nutsac
I'm a motherfuckin' up cat, that's on the one

One for the wanna cross me up
Two for the wanna toss me up
Three for the people tryin' to get my
Wanna send me to jail so can lock me up

Four for the who wanna block my shine
Five for the snitch who went and that dime
Six for the who ain't got no game
a goddamn shame, that's why he hatin' on mine

Spot a bitch and I'm scoopin' her up
You can sleep on me nigga if you're enough
But I'll be in your bed receivin' hate from your woman
You bust in, but not while I'm cummin'

'Cause I'm everywhere, in her hair, on her face
On her earring, even on the ceiling
Keep it playa a playa, let me get my nut
After that, you could kill the bitch, I don't give a

Yes indeed, Chuck smoke good
If it ain't get the fuck out the do'
You niggaz drink a few shots and your slow
I down the whole fuckin' bottle like H2O

Got the and the steel and the will to bust
I'm the big man with the big ol' nuts
fuck with bitch-mades, too real for that
Got the and the name but I still will Jack, nigga

One for the wanna cross me up
Two for the wanna toss me up
Three for the people tryin' to get my
Wanna send me to so they can lock me up

Four for the hoes who block my shine
Five for the snitch who went and dropped dime
Six for the suckers who ain't got no
That's a shame, that's why he hatin' on mine