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What kind of nigga always run his like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga 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, talk, you in they mouth like a dentist We keep it gangsta, mommas love it 'cause they it's real Like UGK, we it real, mobbin' through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat my brain spill You for it, without no coke connect pills We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know the We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we and kill
You try to it, get yo' shit broke up in twenty pieces We deep in brand new vehicles wit secret features Game preachers yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas We players on the field, y'all in them bleachers
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 done, you done shot off nigga
You down 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) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
Man, come on now, you shot off just like Mike Davis Lost a knockoff or his shirt when the button pop off You standin' it's you got yo' shoes and socks on Who the key? No fucking 'bout it, I broke the lock off
I grew the top off, the comma, period, dot off And ran on wit it and you a whole lot off I'm gettin' hot and startin' to boil, turn the pot off You just affected wit it, yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that and wipe yo' snot off Excuses you be usin' for losin' it's cheap as hot Earn yo' position, stop hatin' you not boss MJG, tight, I'm movin' yo' spot off
And I don't reach, stoppin' yo' plans, yo' plot 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 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 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 what you just done, you done shot 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 sold, I'm only rappin' cause I want to I got enough plaques, to say, my favorite Rappers me to get on this track and so I did it
Quickly wrote my down and spit it By the end of the you'll say, once again, Ludacris, sit it Then I'll wipe this wit yo' and put yo' pride in the trash My whole career is like my video, I'm my ass
I keeps it, "Gangsta, gangsta!", and shanksters you shot off motherfuckers, I'm a thank you, thank you Runnin' yo' mouth behind my back until you run out of but At least yo' talkin' let's me know some millions on yo' mind
It nothin' wrong wit that tell em grabbin' the thang And I put it to yo' brain and change everything You ever hope fo' wit the .44 you'll be back and yacht Is what I'm steady thinkin' 'bout these pigs chasin' I'm to bring home the bacon
You talkin' behind my back (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
You down 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' down behind my (Uh) You done 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 what you just done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down behind my (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 done, you done shot off nigga