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Who da fuck you wit
Nigga get boy or get smacked like a bitch
get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga

Oh shit, they fucked up unleashed the beast
My lyrics flowin' danger and without love for the streets
I have to pay to everything that I say
Because these punk ass fagots and bitches the shit the wrong way

So, I'm gonna lay my cards out up so you can see 'em
Leave your bottom dollar on you 'cause that's all that you'll be
Grip your glock, your shots, grip your nuts and call the cops
it's anna I don't see that there is any reason to stop

You see, I just got the gripped AR-15
And it's still shootin' two-two three's
200 yards I still got my enemies
Hit your pine out but make a bitch bleed

My Marty Griffin shootin' football fields
.50 cal some, wanna feel
(Bleep)
my Baretta CX-4
Rang your doorbell, pop your ass through the

Who da fuck you playin'
Nigga get hard boy or get smacked like a
get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga

I done told you cowards, I goin' for this shit
That you on your mix tapes, he say, she say bullshit
play niggas all on the air
Talkin' about hypnotize treat him fair

Check your contract and tell 'em where your at
Ballin' out in ATL smokin' weed and sippin' on dat
no bitch, bitch, I'ma have to tell you
Ain't no rap, no nigga in a gang or a crew

Goin' stop this playa from my cheese
If I'm sellin' coke, ki's or chronic kinds of
What'cha know about standin' in a
'Bout to get judged by 12 white folks lights us out

What'cha about niggas in the hood ain't changed
If you turn your back your nigga put a bullet to your brain
know about dissin' on the CD, that's old
'Cause I you bitches, I goin' no more

Who da you playin' wit?
Nigga get boy or get smacked like a bitch
Bitch get hoe or get whooped like a nigga

If a bitch talk shit, she can a nigga dick
If a nigga fight, he can bring the fuckin' shit
Nigga know who I'm with,
You can think I'm playin' but I ain't playin' bitch

I can give it to you slow, I can to you quick
If you bitches some more, then come and get it bitch
Got a whole bunch of bullets and I promise, I'll 'em
Nigga know CB the, "One hitta quitta"

Know some real, know some
Got love, got some hate
some with it, know some cowards
Some smoke weed, smoke powder

ride Chevy's, some ride 'Lacs
Some pill, some some crack
Some them thieves, some them
Bay Area

Ain't no biz if you want to kill then your fuckin' move
Damages when I get ya doin' what I do
Get my point across when I'm up and ride out
Packed your bags, mashed the gas, best to best to hide out