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I'd be a mothafucka if I'm stuck in his pot
I ain't to see what nigga out here love me or not
I say, I hate em from a distance and they scopin' my
But these diamonds cost me M-R and cars on my deck

And I can already vision people sayin' I'm
But I rather his than my momma singin' that song
Besides chickens gon' be chickens and ducks gonna be
And I'm all around guerrilla that love playin' cuts

attached to the streets, those niggas in the pens
Started problems wit ol' that did ten
And this bitch curly head still in the case
But he ain't man enough to leave a one in the face

And to you 4-6 and 8 wit TV pranks
You my living quarters, wanna see me sank
But I got for everyone of y'all
I know who yah is, I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib

Whatcha getting scared Don't get spooked
You was a bad fucker at first stunt too
Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin'
And who ever yappin' we gon' punish em too

Whatcha scared for? Don't get spooked
You was a bad mother fucker at stunt too
Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin'
And who ever yappin' we gon' punish 'em too

Armed and dangerous, and famous, young and restless
and stretcha's, crystal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion, ask yah test em, 'cuz get hectic
Send one through your intestines
Lock, snock lung through

If the portrait, piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous
Ride the torch, scorchin', ready to blaze
in me ways, kidnap your car for 70 days
And let it be said, Holly the home of a soldier

And if a nigga breathe wrong it's over
I never love ya, my metal ya
If you kept on wit the squad
Put the coward's by his thighs, nothin' survives

And as far as the coke, 20 bricks and supply
And as far as the dope, plenty come and say, "Hi"
3-2 roll, all black, buttons and shyer, I don't need you, hoe
Jack my dick, cum in yah eyes,

Whatcha getting scared Don't get spooked
You was a bad fucker at first stunt too
Lookin' fed up so me and Wheezy, we comin'
And who ever sides we gon' punish 'em too

Nigga c'mon, you gotta us
Bumpin' of humma's
as thugga's, we who be
Think them coward's busta's

Why we hustlin' in they
We be in powder smuggle by the doubles every week
And if one of them cowards run up try to knock him off his
The brotha is Wheezy, it or leave me

hug it and squeeze it
Crack, bundle it
Run it wit these n' murderers, and x-cons
Yah mine I give it to yah chest 6 times

I believe in me and my family 'cuz is broads
leave you slanted, thugged out wit a conspiracy charge
All pussy ain't the pussy money and drugs
I'm dickin' bitches that trial and I'm the and judge

I make I separate it, though I hate when I love
Its just me, cash money that wackin' the plug
Lil Wheezy, I'm laid back up in the cut if yah need me
Its believe me

Whatcha getting scared for? get spooked
You was a bad mother fucker at stunt too
fed up so me and Wheezy we comin' through
And who ever sides yappin' we gon' em too