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

Ay, for the part, I'm smart. Keep birds
I'm the type 'get head in the whip, won't
In the winter rock Timberland boots, furs
Usually if I shot at you niggas, we had
Aim might be off a little, it's bad
Mister, a step like street curbs
M-R D-O-T, nasty
it but ain' gon' cop? Don't ask me
Hot as the drop. Cold, my top
You don't really think I'm grown? me
Uh, is all I ask for
no problem, spray your Accord
I leave you face down, on your dashboard
Sixteen shots in your front left
then I spent off, wipe my off
Rob pass the creep. Man, that get tossed
Playin' got you lost on the sauce
You nothin' but crack, I supply all raw
like cars you saw bounce on Crenshaw
Tell them Boyz in your Hood the same for y'all. What?!

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
That's how the game go. Young blood, ask your
do the same dumb shit that got him smoked
Man, you know 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
on the deck, blood pressure gettin' low
and it's fucked up because you was never dough
'Young boy, who you talkin' to?' I bust him
Sonny, talkin' to C. I love you but trust you
me and Mister, 's like A.C. and O.J.:
everybody know we all about all day
Tell ya again, don't fuck A. Jones,
kill you while you talkin' to broads on pay
Sick flow, I how to get dough. ("Yeah.")
Ski mask outta ya and get low
I don't see you when you talk? invisible threats
See Boo iced out in sets
Niggas must think I'm outta my mind
like I'm out in the without the nine
Come on, use brain before I put 'em on the floor
One shot, I bet you won't no more
Reason why, you went crazy
Now mom over top of you like 'Get up, baby!'
But not today, he and that's that
I'ma put it on wax in and that's rap
Let it go. Uh. Man, Boobonic
Uh. You ready, nigga

That's how the game go. Young blood, ask your
Don't do the same dumb that got him smoked
Man, you know 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 shit that got him
Man, you know it's real 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 tryin' to on... ("Mister.")
Big chips? ("Mister.") whips? ("Mister.")
Big dick? ("Mister.") yo' sister
Bitch you call, she to talk about Mister
Whole time, thinkin' it was all rap
knowin' I'ma playa. How the you think that?
a brick of raw to an ounce just of crack

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

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