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Live, huh? Yeah, y'all ain't ready, I'm just too much When I was young, my mamma said I used to too much If I ain't known you twenty years, I don't you much Roll with nuthin' but and hustlers
Yeah, I don't if they crackin' down I'm a drug graduate without the caps and I used to have a thing for gats and pounds And I laugh in my 'cuz you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We take yo and we blast yo' round the crown to the new female king This is real dog, you but a Lee Nail thing
Like the end of the world we put it all to a and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, all gon' flock And you go against us and you all flop we reign, you gon' need more than a mop
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we spit, yo we never run outta rounds This is life ball not football, you outta Since some of you houses I be cruisin' around it down 'cuz I think that I'm losing you now
For that's not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop 'Cuz the union is in here, it up When they shoot you to duck at them by the bar posing drunk (Say what?)
We don't care who we in here We get you for how much you gross this You not a punk, you suppose to Better not out until the coast is clear
beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that fast But even without rap game I still have cash My wears a money whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Secret Just to cover her punani
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Uh oh, you didn't I was coming My people stand for the little man To rock without or bad I can determine what chu gon' do Are ya gon' play it? Are ya gon'
The party ain't start if ya don't dance I don't care if you leave, but you be my man I get mad over silly pettiness I say to hell with it, say oh, with it
Timbaland is known watch him ya move ya feet Make beats, rhyming sound so unique His beats are like Archer and Castor Troy Ya need the identity to find how he soars
He's the wicked man, the just begun him Timbaland the resurrection Clear ese, don't try to from ya fear Clear ese, don't ya hear the set got in ya
Clear ese, is the love man you're talking to Clear ese, his are dope, I try to tell you nobody see us in the nine eight or the nine nine (Freaky freaky)
You're (Freaky) late (Freaky) You're (Hey, and guys) You're
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Like y'all, the public is y'all the Ya do it so well this out to y'all Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 2 Live, Little Man Wanna thank y'all for makin' us who we are