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Ooh-in,
F O X nigga, Men, it's official gangsta' shit
Trackmasters, that's right, what you about this?
B.K., yeah, woo

While you hoes play rich, I'm a bitch
funny, how you bitches forget who the don-ga-gun bitch?
Filthy rich and I don't hate, I throw on some Sean John shit
Ears all rocking, frostbit

Fox to cocky, nigga, know place
Nigga won't fuck this til I cop a
Face no in this shit, I'm a classy bitch
A niggas and my dot six shits
Before I run through Prada and through the district

Niggas wanna see me on some real flip
Cop my on some fuck-a-do shit
What? Niggas forgot that I'm a BK
And it gets no than this, cocksucker

Is it the on my wrist that got you amazed?
Or the cars I whip that got you dazed?
Or the way I be lookin' when I rock my
And of course y'all know, my niggas

So fuck what you heard, simple and plain
Benzino cock back shit to your brain
Can't stop that 'til I this game
hold back, I want lots of fame

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Who the fuck, niggas think are?
F O X Y niggas car
got to meet me at the bar
Take a bitch to burp off while I'm off

that
Who the fuck chicks they are?
M A D E pulls cars
Hookas meet us at the bar
We ain't gon shop, its on and pop

Y'all niggas kill me tryin' to on wax
Fake gangstas, my shit bang on
And before you know it, dude, I be your act
You not a thug, I mean, she told me that

And don't get it twisted 'cause I the gat
Don't try and risk it, I won't hold it
Me, Benzino, kill you a bitch?
What? Picture

Picture
Who the fuck, niggas think are?
F O X Y pull car
got to meet me at the bar
Take a bitch to burp off I'm sliding off

that
Who the fuck chicks think are?
M A D E pulls bitches
better meet us at the bar
We ain't gon shop, its on and pop