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What kind of nigga always run his mouth a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on Nobody invited you and you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, my distance, mind my business You, talk, you in they mouth like a dentist We it gangsta, mommas love it 'cause they know it's real Like UGK, we keeps it real, through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat my brain spill You for it, images without no coke pills We keep it crunk and poppin' niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we smoke and
You try to stop it, get yo' broke up in twenty pieces We roll deep in brand new wit secret features Game preachers move yo' for you mamasitas We players on the field, y'all niggaz in bleachers
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 done 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 what you just done, you done shot off nigga
Man, come on now, you done shot off just Mike Davis Lost a or his tight-ass shirt when the button pop off You it's snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on Who holds the key? No fucking 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, turn the pot off You affected wit it, pimpin' yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that cryin' and wipe yo' off Excuses you be usin' for it's cheap as hot sauce Earn yo' position, stop hatin' you not boss MJG, pimp tight, I'm movin' yo' 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 edge rebellin' I'm never off Like Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
You down behind my back (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 know what you just done, you done shot off
You talkin' down 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 what you just 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 million sold, I'm only rappin' cause I to I got enough plaques, needless to say, my Rappers told me to get on this and so I did it
Quickly my sixteen down and spit it By the end of the verse say, once again, Ludacris, sit it Then I'll wipe this wit yo' 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 shot off motherfuckers, I'm a thank you, you yo' mouth behind my back until you run out of time but At yo' talkin' let's me know some millions stay on yo' mind
It ain't nothin' wrong wit that em grabbin' the thang And I put it to yo' brain and change everything You ever hope fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' back and Is what I'm steady thinkin' 'bout these pigs chasin' I'm 'bout to bring the bacon
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, or twenty 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, 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 down behind 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 done shot off
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You shot 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 shot off nigga