Okay children, for today's test Who like to stand up and share the rest of the classroom? The of the word, 'dictate'
Ohh, me, me, me, Okay Jason, go ahead, up And give us the of the word 'dictate', okay? You Ms.Johnson, dictate How's my Dic
My minds constantly in money mode I done bitches flip like them Sony explodes I came by way of a bumpy road Doin' eighty, it's all gravy on the phone throat
From the padro [unverified] to hydro From that to that icky Dark tinted on my stretch 150 talkin' trash Tell 'em boy and get me
They bumpin' for some minuets They bitches evidently My city represents me like fifty albums They eat it up in the like x-pills and valiums
God damn, you did 'em so Jumpin' up out of the back of that 430 I hotter then fish grease Strong as a [unverified] please
I'm none of them fake That sees enemies and run like hoes Nuthin' to fear but fear foo confront foes And 'em
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
Crippling competitors crushed my Walk a room rappers stand up at attention Like ten, hut, hut, hut, shovin' threw the Hollerin', what, what, what,
Crunk and I give a fuck syrup got me slower then molasses in December May as well show my ass in the I won't remember Why my hand
How I got this cut my eye Holler to squabbling With fools from another will hurt your pride
Bullets your sole When they jumping out of body Because you're out of control Oh no, I go out like this
Layin' here my drawers full of shit and piss You ignorant son of a trailer park Who in the do you think I am? God damn, you only get one more Then goin' to sleep but it ain't gonna be no yawning
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
If I could make verse as hard as the other two This song would be a mother fucker dude Haystak, alias Moonshine, Big Stak, Mac Mista if we beefing your god damn back
Even in showers, even at My clicks then brick mix Bullets fatally attracted lunatic chicks Who jumped on your 'cause your record was hot Found out where your family stays, can't blow up the Huh,
Can you say in the yard? Bitch dun threw some grits and barley missed me to God My old lady got more then the majority of them IF I don't it I go in the source Say it in public and 'em
It wasn't no accident or homicide, I purposely 'em The fuckin' snitch sold out my cousin got him at customs You like 'em but trust 'em, fuck 'em but don't love 'em If you really think bluffin' take the gun away from em
Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?