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[Mr. We alley muh'fuckas from the ATL, Georgia boys We came to bring the noise, and we got them tonka (boom boom boom) be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef wit' Now ooh lawd, them on the map again Who they be? Mr. and them Ying-Yang Twins And when you for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine Now dont make me to say this shit one more time Now back up, I know you dont want muthafucka to act up I you need to put your muthafuckin ?gack? up Before you get with around and get yourself hit Off fuckin bullshit we some country-ass Georgia niggas, I told ya nigga We done and we done ya nigga, it's on my nigga Doin this shit one 'gain I this time I'ma get a lil' more money to spend
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