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

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

[Hook 2X:
WE BLASTIN' BIG (TECS!)
CASHIN' BIG (CH-CHING!)
NIGGA'S RIGHT?....I AIN'T 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!)
It's the though, I see some tough clowns (clowns)
I don't you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you 'ock? (how you feel?)
My floors up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)

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