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Yeah come see this
see this ol' light skinned mothafucka
I seen him and I'm
Disturbin' tha is the click
Please these fake ass niggas who you are

I be dat named Luda'
Alert alert it's the intruder
park water boy, spittin' in tha c-cooler
I jam till they deaf, they call me dick da ruler
indeed, keep ya eyes closed
'Bow blows, come out dem hoe
Low pros, low bows, out for the po-po
And I chose, to be dat numba one contender, southern
Fuckin' up ya whole

When I you try to run
When I run you try to
You the snap of my finger
Call me gley
Its you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a pocket full of family stones, think I'm sly

Oh why try, you one of dem that like to cheat death
And I'm one of dem niggaz rip up excursions
Til there is no seats
You shit out wheat chex and fart out breaths
While we toss darts at the bottom of V-necks

Dat cries?
Oh dat is aight
Dat nigga fuck wit me thou
Let me get on da mic
Nigga, who da fuck are you

I be dat bronze bridges
Playaz wanna ball or go on strike of my pitches
They think I want bitches
But I want no pigeons
Yet can scrub my dishes
And y'all don't want no scrubs till y'all pull out y'all

in school detention that'll Neva come out
Man catch yo Achilles tendon and put a sock in yo mouth
'Cause we da shit in the south, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all and Ralph
4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to
Not even can come to war wit dis games

These bitch niggaz is lame and down wit da reigns
You all wet behind da ears but its a in ya brain
And tha simple and plain man
W dot shh
(Man dat dude lauder's got some than hot shh)
Well da fuck up
Before you get da fuck up

on man
Hold on lil
Y'all talkin' shorty man
Shorty up at da station man?
Shorty be poppin'
Man, let the name be
Who y'all talkin'

I be dat nigga dat lova
I'm nastier than about yo' parents sex each other
No glove, no love, betta tell yo to run for cover
So when strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers
If you what I mean
Not everybody is Mr and Mrs.
get burnt like Freddie Kruger, sweat dreams
Girls backin' dey ass up now 400 degrees ha

Hot girl, to give to niggaz up on da block girl
you screamin' "Stop girl"
I rock worlds with my 9 inch slugga
Still wonder why they call me lova
Explainatruim
Ass
I bring 'em back to da like a '85 Delirium

Da drug emporium
On da counter
You like my
And my doctor nurse
I put da quite close to yo tittie
Have yo butt checks red man like Quilly

See me, see me
Ha ha ha
C E O
D T P
2-0
Fate

Shondrez-zy on da
Circle to ya boy
College nigga
nigga, what wha
Ahh ahh ahh