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[Mr. Man (Boobonic)]
"Ayyo, let me tell y'all somethin'. We ball the ballers ball,
("We ball.") pimp like the pimpers ("We pimps.")
and when we want, we can take the takers take.
("You drugs?") 'Knaw-mean? Southwest, we get down.
("That's right.") What. Ayyo, it."

Ay, for the most part, I'm smart. birds
I'm the 'get head in the whip, won't swerve'
In the winter rock boots, long furs
if I shot at you niggas, we had words
Aim might be off a little, it's bad
Mister, a step above street curbs
M-R D-O-T, nasty
Price it but ain' gon' Don't ask me
Hot as the drop. Cold, my top
You don't really think I'm Kidnap me
Uh, is all I ask for
Wit' no problem, your Accord
I leave you down, dead on your dashboard
Sixteen shots in front left door
I spent off, wipe my fingerprints off
Rob pass the creep. Man, that get tossed
Playin' ketchup/catch-up got you on the sauce
You ain't but crack, I supply all raw
like them cars you saw bounce on
Tell them Boyz in your Hood the goes for y'all. What?!

That's how the game go. Young blood, ask kinfolk
do the same dumb shit that got him smoked
Man, you know it's real the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
That's how the game go. Young blood, ask your
do the same dumb shit that got him smoked
Man, you it's real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go

Yo, again Boobonic. Shit, I leave a thug wet
Trust me when I ya, you ain't seen blood yet
Layin' on the deck, blood gettin' low
and fucked up because you was never gettin' dough
'Young boy, who you to?' Then I bust him
Sonny, talkin' to C. I love you but can't you
It's me and Mister, 's A.C. and O.J.:
everybody know we all that all day
Tell ya again, don't fuck A. Jones,
kill you while you talkin' to broads on pay
flow, I know how to get dough. ("Yeah.")
Ski mask ya house and get low
I see you when you talk? That's invisible threats
See Boo out in invisible sets
Niggas must think that I'm my mind
like I'm out in the without the nine
on, use your brain before I put 'em on the floor
One shot, I bet you won't walk no
why, you went sick-up crazy
Now your mom over top of you like up, baby!'
But not today, he gone and that's
put it on wax in fact and that's rap
Let it go. Uh. Man, Boobonic
Uh. You ain't ready,

That's how the go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk
Don't do the same dumb shit got him smoked
Man, you know real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
That's how the game go. blood, ask your kinfolk
do the same dumb shit that got him smoked
Man, you it's real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go

[Mr.
Who keep the hot block? ("Mister.") Hot ("Mister.")
Call the cops to snitch on... ("Mister.")
Big ("Mister.") Nice whips? ("Mister.")
Big dick? ("Mister.") yo' sister
Bitch you call, she call to talk about
Whole time, thinkin' it was all rap
knowin' playa. How the fuck you think that?
Compare a of raw to an ounce just of crack

You can catch me in your bitch ear sayin' I'm fuckin'
at the bar. Cristal and a of ice
You can catch a nigga lookin' at me, mad I'm eatin'
Type: crack on my just to tell her I'm cheatin'. ("Sucka.")
I talk that and walk it like beat cops
'Bonic all over it soon as the drops
Most Wanted; them niggas that got the street hot,
crushin' all y'all niggas pray that we flop
Shit I spit,
Out in Cali in a tippin' richter scales. ("Get it?")
The new lever, did more than you
Real niggas when we spill, we too clever

That's how the game go. blood, ask your kinfolk
Don't do the same shit that got him smoked
Man, you know real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
That's how the game go. blood, ask your kinfolk
Don't do the same dumb shit got him smoked
Man, you it's real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk
Don't do the same dumb that got him smoked
Man, you know it's when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
That's how the game go. blood, ask your kinfolk
Don't do the same dumb shit that got him
Man, you it's real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go
That's how the game go. Young blood, ask your
Don't do the same dumb shit got him smoked
Man, you know real when the gun go. (Gun shot)
Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, let it go.