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Oh no! The out I'ma 'bout to punch yo, out Get the back, guard ya grill There's wrong, we can't stay still been drankin' and bustin' two And I thankin' of bustin' you ya motherfuckin' forehead And if friends jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead Causin' confusion, The Peace not an illusion, we running the streets So bye-bye to all you groupies and diggers Is there a bumper on your No nigga! I'm a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever sober And you about to get ran the over
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! Don't jump bitch, You see them headlights? You that fuckin' crowd? Start that show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and the curtains down I fuck the up, that's what I do Young and successful, a sex The bitches me to fuck, true true Hold up up, shorty "Oh whats up, get my dick sucked, are you doin'?" Side linin' my fuckin' Tryin' to get my baby child soon Give me that truck and that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, me that? No, I ain't bitter, I give a fuck But I'ma tell you like this You better not in front of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the track Beef, got the right Hit the trunk, grab the pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, scars out We heard there's out, so we brought the cars out Grab the cause we popping tonight, Beat the shit outta security for tha fight I got a fifth of the remy, the Belve and 'cris I'm sellin' shit up in the club I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all niggas We on the floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to D.T.P. And watch the bottles start from the V.I.P. this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the So bitch, get out the way hoe All you motherfuckers make way for 2-0 So
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