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What of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, nigga always know Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on Nobody invited you and still you got up in the
Me, I'm not a witness, keep my distance, my business You, somebody talk, you in they like a dentist We keep it gangsta, love it 'cause they know it's real Like UGK, we it real, mobbin' through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat when my brain You for it, images without no connect pills We keep it and poppin' real niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we and kill
You try to stop it, get yo' broke up in twenty pieces We roll deep in new vehicles wit secret features Game preachers yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas We players on the field, niggaz in them bleachers
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you shot off nigga
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done off nigga
Man, come on now, you done shot off just like Davis Lost a knockoff or his tight-ass when the button pop off You it's snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on Who holds the key? No fucking 'bout it, I the lock off
I grew the top off, the comma, period, dot off And ran on wit it and broke you a lot off I'm hot and startin' to boil, don't turn the pot off You just affected wit it, yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that cryin' and wipe yo' off Excuses you be for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce yo' position, stop hatin' because you not boss MJG, pimp tight, I'm yo' spot off
And I don't reach, stoppin' yo' plans, fucking yo' off I go hard and I sheave and I'm not off And on the edge rebellin' I'm never dropped off Like Aaron Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the off
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you shot off nigga
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
Now you can check yo' ego at the do' or let The drama and check my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten sold, I'm only rappin' cause I want to I got enough plaques, to say, my favorite Rappers told me to get on track and so I did it
Quickly wrote my sixteen and spit it By the end of the verse you'll say, again, Ludacris, sit it Then wipe this wit yo' face and put yo' pride in the trash My career is like my video, I'm showin' my ass
I keeps it, "Gangsta, gangsta!", and shanksters Until you shot off motherfuckers, I'm a thank you, you Runnin' yo' mouth behind my until you run out of time but At least yo' talkin' let's me know some millions stay on yo'
It ain't nothin' wrong wit that tell em grabbin' the And then I put it to yo' and change everything You hope fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' back and yacht Is what I'm drinkin' thinkin' 'bout these pigs chasin' I'm 'bout to bring the bacon
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done off nigga
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know you just done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down behind my (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga