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BOOM!! on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
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BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)

Half step pussy ass
Why you lookin' at a nigga you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me don't feel doofin' I feel like shootin' FOOL!
And I don't like atitude
You do that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' faggot, you better your mouth
Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo' ass out
Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga ass, BITCH ASS, NIGGA!
Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna somethin'
fuck around and, kill ya!
So now you set you ready, YO!
If this shit get silly I'm it go
First scrito in the front
You ever my way, it's gon' be gunplay
HEEEYYY.. I ride wit' a AK, get high and five out the AK
Ok, let a nigga and watch T-Double-D knock ya ass of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen

BOOM!! on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch happnin'? (WHAT?!)

Ying Yang and the
We, in this crunk in this motherfucker
And our niggaz a Miami boy
And I still like to wit' my Tonka toy
I'm a R Us kid, yes I is
You be serious, yes I is
You think I'm than ask my brother
You still don't believe me than ask my
Because I love my gun, I play my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have sex my gun
And I don't put a out for fun
I ain't funna' get ya ass tryin' to run
I'ma bust one time, bust two
And the third yo' ass is mine
Go for the count, "He can't get up!"
DAMN! he fell and he get up!

BOOM!! on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll yo' room
BOOM!! bitch happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)

You a soft mo'fucka, of gay mo'fucka
If you mad 'cause you like you never had
Fuck yo' ass mo'fucka, that's the past
And I know the fact ya mad mo'fucka
It iiiss.. what I nigga think it ain't
For reeeaall... you lame and we off the
And the T-Double-D, we
FUCK hoes ride by my Dolo
Get the to my car, and I jump in
Hit the store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a bitty pretty that could hold a sin

We smokin', and
tell nobody be quiet
Might cut it butt it
Can't let this get done

BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo'
BOOM!! bitch happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo'
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's (WHAT?!)

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Oh my god, from the south to the
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Yang Twins, beatin' ass
Music Incorperated
This that next right here, it's that crunk party
All these niggaz crunk music, we crunk party nigga
Be original wit' it, Hey man who really run the