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I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
purple barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects surroundin' my
No-no you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got

When I step in the club, you breakin' yo
You why I'm here, to take my respect
You can't get next, I to plex
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he got wrecked

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(All hoe ass niggaz)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(I tryed to let that nigga man)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Got respect for and the House man)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(But nah man)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Hoe ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Niggaz gotta get dealt with man, out there bumpin' gums)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Talkin' all noise nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(It's Koopa, ay)

I got 'em scramblin', I know he feel the pressure to
But I can him, that hoe gon' show respect to the chief
He the King of who?, King of what?, Street
I lay you out over some beef like some sesame

Meet you half-way, it's like I'm ya beef
Await on my front-lawn, like I'm ya beef
I know that Dike Mike, wanna the plex into peace
But I can't, why? I threw away my weapon

I'm 'bout to get him, just when he Koopa was in neutral
Scrap or it on wax, don't matter whatever suits ya
I don't know Dre, but ay I introduce ya
I drop a beat down on ya ass a producer

Future, nah 'cuz I let you have next
I bet he E-mail me and try to send me Internet
Go and pop damn X, go and pop some Zanex
Do something better with ya life and go and some hand sex

You ain't bringin' Cham' plex, you on a
What type of fool is you? I'ma suit you for funeral
A bunch of niggaz hit me sayin' they wanna do to you
Don't worry, I won't let 'em shoot at you, I through with you

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
purple barre, and my car candy red
I got effects surroundin' my neck
No-no you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got

When I in the club, you breakin' yo neck
You why I'm here, to take my respect
You can't get next, I to plex
So call up Dike Jones and him he just got wrecked

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(All hoe ass niggaz)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Shoulda known nigga was fraud man)

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Niggaz was tellin' me that nigga was fraud)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(And I was defendin' nigga man)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Shoulda better man)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Should seen it, should it comin')

Hoe ass niggaz, guess I gotta you
(Fraud ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind you
(Gotta new name nigga, Jones)

Yeah, Chamillionaire the biggest threat to any nigga think he doin' it
I gave you life, but I'll take it back, before your with it
I gave you plenty chances, but now it's you ruined it
Swisha House before you, and Koopa was influence, kid

You was on Tidwell, tryna me your raps
Got in the game, and you switched it to slangin' some crack
I a pussy trust that, it ain't no thang to attack
And it no thang to react, the heater sang and go clap

Ain't no explainin' for that, you get lit up a candle
Give you more then a sample, bet nigga get trampled
Make that dike an example, kiddie gonna ban you
They gon' have to cancel his show on the Disney

He hated on Magno, see never noticed him
He down on his boy to me, while doin' shows with him
the streets ain't feelin' him, how could you even know it
When you got your ass rap style from Nickolodean

Who? Dike Jones, who? Dike
Wrote his name and his on his Swisha House thong
Who? Dike Jones, who? Dike
with ya team but still the King of the Swisha House throne

I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects my neck
No-no you don't nigga, Dike just got wrecked

When I step in the club, you breakin' yo
You know why I'm here, to take my
You can't get next, I came to
So call up Dike and tell him he just got wrecked