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(And dem livin' in a danger zone) Max (in the battlefield)
Fench Montana Coke
Let's sing to the people,

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

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

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[French
You lame niggaz flop, keep playin' with the
Catch you laying in a drop, your tomato gettin'
You be rollin', strollin', ride with them
Watch us, bitch nigga no one can us
You was pumping gas, was on ya ass
Tried to run but the crashed
Tough guys get duct-taped and
And then wine like crushed
Homie in the battlefield, danger zone, get 'em killed, get 'em
You'll get the mail wit' ya head on the camera
nigga, kiss my rass, bitch boy
I switch toys and hit the gas, homie I'm a boy
Two toys, stash box,
All white 6-5-0 with the