Okay children, for today's vocabulary Who would to stand up and share With the rest of the The definition of the word,
Ohh, me, me, me, Okay Jason, go ahead, up And give us the definition of the 'dictate', okay? You know Ms.Johnson, my Dic Tate?
My minds in money gettin' mode I done seen bitches flip like them Sony I came by way of a long road eighty, it's all gravy on the phone gettin' throat
From the padro to that hydro From sticky to that icky Dark windows on my stretch 150 talkin' trash Tell 'em boy and get me
They bumpin' for some minuets They some evidently My represents me like fifty thousand albums They eat it up in the like x-pills and valiums
God damn, you did 'em so up out of the back of that back 430 I shit then fish grease as a pitch [unverified] Bitch
I'm none of fake MC's That sees their enemies and run hoes Nuthin' to but fear foo confront your foes And 'em
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 heard me, huh
Run duck, huh Bitch you me, huh what? Run duck, huh you heard me, huh what?
Crippling competitors my opposition into a room rappers stand up at attention Like ten, hut, hut, hut, shovin' the club Hollerin', what, what, what,
Crunk and I could a fuck Sipping syrup got me slower then molasses in May as well show my ass in the morning I remember Why my hurts
How I got cut above my eye turned to squabbling With fools another side will hurt your pride
Bullets hurt sole When they jumping out of your Because bleeding out of control Oh no, I can't go out like
here with my drawers full of shit and piss You ignorant son of a trailer park Who in the fuck do you I am? God damn, you get one more warning Then you're to sleep but it ain't gonna be no yawning
Run duck, huh Bitch you heard me, huh 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 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
If I could make this as hard as the other two This song would be a banging fucker dude Haystak, alias Moonshine, Big Stak, Mac Mista if we beefing watch your god back
Even in showers, even at My clicks thicker then mix Bullets attracted like lunatic chicks Who jumped on your dick 'cause record 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 heart then the majority of IF I don't it I go in the source Say it in and fuck 'em
It no accident or homicide, I purposely buck '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 he's bluffin' take the gun away from em
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 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?