Okay children, for vocabulary test Who like to stand up and share With the of the classroom? The of the word, 'dictate'
Ohh, me, me, me, Jason, go ahead, stand up And give us the definition of the word 'dictate', You Ms.Johnson, dictate How's my Dic
My minds constantly in money mode I done seen bitches flip them Sony explodes I came by way of a long bumpy eighty, it's all gravy on the phone gettin' throat
From the padro to that hydro that sticky to that icky Dark tinted windows on my 150 talkin' trash Tell 'em boy and get me
They been bumpin' for some They some bitches My city represents me like fifty albums eat it up in the ville like x-pills and valiums
God damn, you did 'em so Jumpin' up out of the back of that 430 I shit hotter then fish as a pitch [unverified] Bitch
I'm of them fake MC's That sees their enemies and run hoes Nuthin' to fear but fear foo confront foes And 'em
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 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? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
Crippling competitors my opposition Walk into a room rappers up at attention Like ten, hut, hut, hut, shovin' the club Hollerin', what, what, what,
and I could give a fuck Sipping got me slower then molasses in December May as well show my ass in the morning I remember Why my hand
How I got cut above my eye turned to squabbling With fools from another Fist hurt your pride
Bullets hurt sole they jumping out of your body Because you're out of control Oh no, I go out like this
Layin' here with my drawers full of shit and You son of a trailer park tramp Who in the fuck do you I am? God damn, you only get one more Then you're goin' to sleep but it gonna be no yawning
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 you heard me, huh what? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh
If I make this verse as hard as the other two This song would be a banging fucker dude Haystak, alias Moonshine, Big Stak, Mac Mista if we watch your god damn back
Even in showers, even at My clicks then brick mix Bullets fatally attracted like lunatic Who jumped on dick 'cause your record was hot Found out where family stays, can't blow up the spot Huh,
Can you say clothes in the dun threw some grits and barley missed me swear to God My old lady got more then the majority of them IF I like it I go in the source Say it in and fuck 'em
It wasn't no accident or homicide, I purposely 'em The fuckin' snitch sold out my cousin got him at customs You 'em but don't 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 Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what? Run duck, huh Bitch you 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 me, huh what?