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I step in the club, and I'm 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 get next, I came to plex
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Future, nah 'cuz I won't let you next
I bet he E-mail me and try to send me threats
Go and pop some damn X, go and pop some
Do something better with ya life and go and have hand sex

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Fraud ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta 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 through with it
I you plenty chances, but now it's over you ruined it
Swisha before you, and Koopa was your influence, kid

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

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

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

Who? Dike Jones, who? Jones
Wrote his name and his number on his Swisha thong
Dike Jones, who? Dike Jones
Ain't with ya team but the King of the Swisha House throne

I step in the club, and I'm up my set
Cup-cup 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 know why I'm here, to take my
You can't get next, I to plex
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he got wrecked