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Trill Entertainment nigga mic check , Webbie and
Ya me , this how its goin down nigga , check it out
up bitch , back up bitch , back up
C'mon , trill
Yo hood fuck with mine

Now I know , you aint really bout that shit that you be talkin about
And you be just runnin ya mouth but you'll get knocked out , out the club house
Showin up with yo thugs , me and my make yo thugs bounce
I , that you respect it , disrespect Ill have to check it and when I check it gets hectic
You dont want no savage no damage to yo section , while I fuck yo babymama she say fuck my babydaddy
If a nigga wants some static let'em have thats the G-Code , 94' I been throwed up in beast mode
Street life is all I know , sellin yo money , cars and clothes run for real dont fuck with hoes , unload and
We G's yall hoes , yall aint ready to swang with us , since youngstas growin up people wouldn't let yall hang with us
Yo people prolly 'dont play with guns boy they dangerous' , my peeps play with guns they stay with guns and I slang'em

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Now when I enter this bitch I was ready to get off in my some , cause I love my hood and ima represent in this bitch
Now in the parkin lot , I had that for glock ready that jig keep me hype when I be watchin over Webbie
In my city A.P. glocks and Smith and Weston , thugs who be second guessin them the ones who be
God gave me a blessin , told me get the croud crunk , say Boo dont yo style give the croud what they want (look)
Now I'm that rumble in the jungle 2004 Hummer stunna , my momma she still wonder why her a young gunner
Back back , back , get out my way let me mob , all that poppin in a nigga played out in 95'

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I see yall nigga , oh yeah yall act a fool , betta stop that actin lil savage'll beat you black and blue
I abused you gotta excuse my attitude , plus I been smokin Hy-dro and drinkin yak and bruise
I been a out here packin tools since middle school
I been a fool I had the most lud up in the , a phonebook a referrals I aint follow no rules
Be quite in class , act back and raise ya hands was old rules
I skipped the class act the ass and some crack to white dudes
Between class smoked Kools and big blunts school
Straight up , many niggas glad I aint go to your school , played them hoes I woulda you like a hoe too
Thats tat boy I dont , he start fights errywhere he goes to , but proudly I dont give a fuck , try me I'll you
Hold up back up a bit you fuckin up my white shoes , I ask you once , BITCH MOVE!

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