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

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

Quick displayin' ya skills, way ya bills
Spend a day in the field so how you sayin' you
Niggaz could never live how I live, you deservin'
My urban, never met me in person

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

Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George
The closest thang you hoes seen to perfect
Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a cop
Your I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

of the south, it was said once then
Took a while to comprehend, now it all in
On the low, deal a mil, I done, come again
dead, scene fled, fo the fedz 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 when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you when I see you

Comin' live the terror dome
lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I ever known, is 28 in the zone
Give me a day and it's gone, a of yay and its on

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

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

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

cats cant worry ya dawg
Throwin' stones at the throne, Im a ya all man
Know ya faggot niggaz hate Im ballin'
30k a day and blow it all at the mall

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

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