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B:]
(And dem in a danger zone) Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield)
Fench Montana Wave
Let's sing to the people,

B:]
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv
hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv
hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv
Lemme ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya up if yuh luv music
hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"

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It's the Don, the Tre pound squirt and jerk the arm
And I don't care shirt ya on
I could give a fuck what you did in '95 you was biddin' in the can
When was 26 a gram
Now 12 years later, 42 dollars a pop
I the gear and pump cocked
Feed you 1 shot if you hungry, ya appetite
ya baby-moms is a hermaphrodite, braggin' rights
Earned 'em, cuz I put ya whole team with one clip
You my fuckin' battleship, gravel pit
Left arm, monkey, and it sparkle off the glare
He's havin' a year
Only one compilation in '07, I played in the bing
He had no faith in his
Couldn't get him fresh even if ya to Neim & Mar
Keep the heater palmed, these niggaz be a bar

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[French
You niggaz flop, keep playin' with the gwop
Catch you in a drop, your tomato gettin' popped
You be rollin', strollin', with them shottas
Watch us, nigga no one can stop us
You was gas, they was on ya ass
to run but the whip crashed
Tough guys get and butt-raped
And then like crushed grape
Homie in the battlefield, danger zone, get 'em killed, get 'em
You'll get the mail wit' ya head on the phone
nigga, kiss my rass, bitch boy
I toys and hit the gas, homie I'm a rude boy
Two toys, box, raasclaat
All white with the ragtop