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Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

it is the king back in the buildin'
Still stackin' and building, still to children
Jeopardizin' ya deals, buyin' ya wheels
Like its back when we was lil' and its still time to

displayin' ya skills, way underpayin' ya bills
Spend a day in the field so how you you real
Niggaz could live how I live, you aint deservin'
My lifestyles urban, never met me in

Just my suburban, in a red suburban
On 24s, 20 hoes head, Im swervin'
Fuck piss they pants, scared and nervous
Im shell-shocked, out like I been in the service

cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin
The closest thang you hoes seen to picture
Your rose king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your dream I fo I seen the top, nigga

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

I treat the beats like the streets, on 'em, I do I want to
I aint confront you, Ill kill you if I want to
amongst monsters, kill homes and front you
That lil' nigga he bad, eat him for lunch too

Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you
punch aan one of you niggaz
I was nice at first now Im runnin' through niggaz
Whole crews, not one or two niggaz

'Cuz you ain't the south, you just embarassin'
See you on TV in New York, niggaz laugh at us
The reason why DJs didnt have a I was fabulous
Now a days, not playin' my records well, its hazardous

All cussin', fussin', loud discussions out of my character
Bustin' these niggaz melons and all of they managers
P S C is Atlanta, so how you playin' and
Gorillaz wit bananaz, without and banishin'

King of the south, it was said then
a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, a mil, I aint done, come again
Room dead, scene fled, fo the runnin' in pimp

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done I see you

live from the terror dome
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I have known, is 28 in the zone
Give me a day and gone, a brick of yay and its on

You have known, me to run less Im gunnin' at niggaz domes
And runnin' 'em out the own
Every story got a side to it
And ya disc shit less the click ride to it

And Im gonna show you how the do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson
crack in every alley, sellin' crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I up

A big knot to buy me a yacht
So then my pistols and my really all that I got
Im not, playin' at all, Im 'em all
Still drop 'em down to size if they say that Im man

Pussy cant worry ya dawg
Throwin' at the throne, Im a bury ya all man
Know ya faggot niggaz that Im ballin'
Makin' 30k a day and it all at the mall

And man I cant to what you rap on stage
Nigga 'cuz I been sellin' yay since I was bow wows age
Hear my and cousin talkin' to me from the grave
And all they sayin' is young get paid

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you