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What kind of nigga always run his mouth a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga know Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on Nobody you and still you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, keep my distance, mind my You, somebody talk, you in mouth like a dentist We keep it gangsta, mommas love it they know it's real UGK, we keeps it real, mobbin' through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat my brain spill You for it, images without no connect pills We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know the We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we and kill
You try to stop it, get yo' shit up in twenty pieces We roll deep in brand new vehicles wit secret Game preachers yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas We players on the field, y'all in them bleachers
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You what you just done, you done shot off nigga
You down behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, or twenty 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
Man, come on now, you done shot off like Mike Davis Lost a knockoff or his tight-ass shirt the button pop off You standin' snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on Who holds the No fucking 'bout it, I broke the lock off
I the top off, took 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 wit it, pimpin' yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that and wipe yo' snot off Excuses you be for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce Earn yo' position, stop 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 and I don't sheave and I'm not off And on the edge rebellin' I'm never dropped off Aaron Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You shot 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 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) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you 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 million sold, I'm only cause I want to I got plaques, needless to say, my favorite Rappers told me to get on this and so I did it
Quickly wrote my sixteen down and it By the end of the verse say, once again, Ludacris, sit it Then I'll this wit yo' face and put yo' pride in the trash My whole is like my video, I'm showin' my ass
I keeps it, "Gangsta, gangsta!", and shanksters Until you off motherfuckers, I'm a thank you, thank you Runnin' yo' mouth behind my back you run out of time but At least yo' talkin' me know some millions stay on yo' mind
It ain't nothin' wrong wit that em grabbin' the thang And then I put it to yo' and change everything You ever fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' back and yacht Is what I'm drinkin' steady thinkin' 'bout these chasin' I'm 'bout to bring home the
You talkin' down behind my (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done 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 down behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done 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 down behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, or twenty sack, you done 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 shot off
You talkin' down behind my (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off