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

Oh shit, they fucked up unleashed the beast
My lyrics flowin' danger and without love for the streets
I have to pay attention to that I say
Because these ass fagots and bitches take 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 you'll be needin'
Grip glock, call 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 still shootin' fuckin' two-two three's
From 200 yards I got my enemies
Hit your out but make a bitch nigga bleed

My Marty shootin' five football fields
.50 cal some, don't wanna
(Bleep)
my Baretta CX-4
Rang doorbell, pop your ass through the door

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

I done told you cowards, I ain't goin' for this
That you talk on your mix tapes, he say, she say
Radio niggas all on the air
about hypnotize ain't treat him fair

Check your contract and tell 'em where your at
Ballin' out in ATL weed and sippin' on dat cognac
Ain't no bitch, bitch, I'ma 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 coke, ki's or chronic kinds of weed
What'cha about standin' in a courthouse
'Bout to get judged by 12 folks lights sent us out

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

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

If a talk shit, she can suck a nigga dick
If a wanna fight, he can bring the fuckin' shit
Nigga who I'm with, triple-mothafuckin'-6
You can think that I'm playin' but I ain't playin'

I can give it to you slow, I can to you quick
If you bitches want some more, 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, some fake
Got some love, got some
Know some with it, some cowards
Some smoke weed, smoke powder

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

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