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kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this 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 mouth like a We keep it gangsta, mommas love it 'cause they know it's Like UGK, we keeps it real, through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload when my brain spill You for it, images without no coke connect We keep it crunk and poppin' niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, we at we smoke and kill
You try to stop it, get yo' shit broke up in twenty We roll deep in new vehicles wit secret features Game preachers move yo' pimpin' for you We on the field, y'all niggaz in them bleachers
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 what you just done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down 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 shot off
Man, come on now, you done shot off just Mike Davis a knockoff or his tight-ass shirt when the button pop off You it's snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on Who the key? 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 gettin' hot and startin' to boil, don't the pot off You just affected wit it, yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, all that cryin' and wipe yo' snot off you be usin' 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 hard and I sheave and I'm not off And livin' on the rebellin' I'm never dropped off Like Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
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) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down behind my (Uh) You done shot off 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 done off nigga
Now you can check yo' ego at the do' or let The drama unfold and my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten million sold, I'm only rappin' 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 down and it By the end of the verse you'll say, again, Ludacris, sit it Then I'll wipe 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 you, thank you Runnin' yo' behind my back until you run out of time but At least yo' talkin' let's me know some millions stay on yo'
It ain't wrong wit that tell em grabbin' the thang And I put it to yo' brain and change everything You ever fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' back and yacht Is I'm drinkin' steady thinkin' 'bout these pigs chasin' I'm 'bout to bring home the
You talkin' down behind my (Uh) You done 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 talkin' behind my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done 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 off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know you just done, you done shot off nigga
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) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off