Okay children, for today's vocabulary Who would like to stand up and With the rest of the The of the word, 'dictate'
Ohh, me, me, me, Okay Jason, go ahead, up And us the definition of the word 'dictate', okay? You Ms.Johnson, dictate How's my Dic
My minds constantly in gettin' mode I done seen bitches flip like them explodes I came by way of a long bumpy Doin' eighty, all gravy on the phone gettin' throat
From the padro [unverified] to that From that sticky to icky tinted windows on my stretch 150 Killer talkin' 'em boy come and get me
They been bumpin' for some They some bitches My city represents me like thousand albums They eat it up in the ville like and valiums
God damn, you did 'em so up out of the back of that back 430 I hotter then fish grease as a pitch [unverified] Bitch
I'm none of them MC's sees their enemies and run like hoes Nuthin' to but fear foo confront your foes And 'em
Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
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 heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
competitors crushed my opposition Walk into a room rappers stand up at ten, hut, hut, hut, shovin' threw the club Hollerin', what, what, what,
Crunk and I give a fuck Sipping syrup got me slower then molasses in May as well show my ass in the morning I won't Why my hand
How I got cut above my eye Holler to squabbling With fools from side Fist hurt your pride
hurt your sole When they jumping out of your Because bleeding out of control Oh no, I can't go out like
Layin' here with my drawers of shit and piss You ignorant son of a trailer tramp Who in the fuck do you I am? God damn, you only get one warning Then you're goin' to 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 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 heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what?
If I could make this verse as as the other two This song would be a banging fucker dude Haystak, alias Moonshine, Big Stak, Mac if we beefing watch your god damn back
Even in showers, at picnics My thicker then brick mix fatally attracted like lunatic chicks Who jumped on your dick 'cause your was hot Found out where your family stays, can't up the spot Huh,
Can you say in the yard? Bitch dun some grits and barley missed me swear to God My old lady got more then the majority of them IF I don't like it I go in the 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 think he's bluffin' take the gun away from em
Run duck, huh you heard 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 Bitch you heard me, huh Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?