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[Intro: Hell
Yea this sound like a movie here
fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
& Gunsmoke! DIPSET!

[Hell
Now...
If we was pro-ball, every game I'd be slamming on 'em
Step on my competition, yeah I'm standing on them
I ran up on 'em, ain't have his hammer on him
the cannon on 'em, blammed it on 'em, 'til I jammed it on 'em
I got A-rab's hitting me with coke
And we on the phone we be speaking in some codes
A camel is an ounce, a is a brick
him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip
Yeah I know "Stafalla", but I'm cop some cars
Run up in the that's popping and cop the bar
And I hear is garbage to me
You know where I be faggot, the drama to me
I'm Presidential nigga, Bush'll pay to me
I'm putting in alot of man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you some grams
I'm off by myself I don't need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got niggaz
I don't care if they small or some niggaz
I grace 'em then erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What they name again?....What they again?
Yeah faggots hated, cause I'm they rappers favorite
You so I got you assasinated
Shoot 'em up, bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
he was a gorilla? Nah, he a dead monkey

[Hook 2X:
WE BLASTIN' BIG (TECS!)
CASHIN' BIG (CH-CHING!)
NIGGA'S TALKING RIGHT?....I HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!)
WE'LL THE DUDE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET)
AND THE GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!"

DIIIIPSET!
If this was football, I'd be touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
the circus though, I see some tough clowns (clowns)
I don't need you (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you feeling (how you feel?)
My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling (DROP!)

Not the crib that's the car I wheel or not (not a house)
a partition....bath, bar, kitchen
Yeah, pa' shittin (shitting), they say y'all (YES WE DID!)
car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living)
Hang with Mariah, spent the with Vivica
Every asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
Just dog, "word to eveerything"?
YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy
Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti
Cheddy heavy so fuck being some king (fuck all that)
Can't be nice right? be arrogant
I a bitch over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobbing
You like us right? We got ya momma boppin' (true)
She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the be bigger"? (usually)
That's a baby mama car you can't me nigga
My a quarter mill, chain a half a mill
another 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill