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Oh no! The out I'ma to punch yo, lights out Get the fuck back, ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay I've been and bustin' two And I thankin' of bustin' you ya motherfuckin' forehead And if friends jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead confusion, Disturbing The Peace It's not an illusion, we running the So bye-bye to all you and gold diggers Is there a on your ass? No nigga! I'm doin' a hundred on the So if you do the limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught And you about to get ran the over
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! Don't bitch, move You see them You hear that fuckin' crowd? that goddamn show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and knock the down I fuck the crowd up, what I do Young and successful, a sex The want me to fuck, true true up wait up, shorty "Oh whats up, get my sucked, what are you doin'?" Side linin' my business Tryin' to get my baby child support Give me that and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and bitch, tell me that? No, I bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma you like this bitch You better not in front of my tour bus
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Too bad I'm on the track Beef, got the mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be back We buyin' bars out, scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we the cars out the pills cause we popping tonight, Beat the shit outta for stoppin' tha fight I got a of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris I'm sellin' up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's clothes, we all street niggas We on the floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas I'm the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P. And watch the bottles start flyin' the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the So bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot make way for 2-0 So
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