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Don't Ask Me I Man I Tell U Can Send Me To Man Me To Jail
2:] Im On To U Boy, U To Be The Man Til I Crossed U N The Court Room Sittin On The Stand, Got To Waivin Ya N Pointin Ya Finger All N The Mike Like Sum Of Rap Singa I Seen U, U Told, N Now U Got To Live Wit Big Ol Bitch U Said Bigs Did It Fuck You, Wut U Gettin To, Fuck Wut U Goin Threw, N Fuck Wit U Went Threw Consider This A Warning To U Case Out Rapping, The Streets Get Ugly When The Out Happen, You Rap Niggas Out Here Starvin For Fame, And Ya'll Niggas Act Its All N A Game, Cuz Niggas N The Streets Wanna Blast This Bitch, N When It Dun Ask Me Shit
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3:] U Can Line Em Up N Put 12 N A Box N Find Out Ya Boy Wit The Cops, Flipflops, The Roller, Rolling Over, For The Tootsie Roller, Scanned To Do It Its We Can't Be Gon Til November So We Givin Up The Game Everre Winter And Everrethang He He Telling He Get Out Of Jail He Aint No He's Not Felon, No Mr Needy He Got A Target And An Et Finger Nigga U The Cleaners, Tryin To Me Peepin At Muh Beemer Tryin To Me
[Chrous: Until Fade]