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I in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set
Cup-cup purple barre, and my car red
I got special effects my neck
No-no you nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

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

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

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

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Hoe ass nigga)
Hoe ass niggaz, guess I remind 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 to cheat
But I can handle him, that hoe gon' respect to the chief
He the King of who?, of what?, Sesame Street
I lay you out over some beef some sesame seeds

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

I'm 'bout to get him, when he thought Koopa was in neutral
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 have
I bet he E-mail me and try to send me Internet
Go and pop some X, go and pop some Zanex
Do better with ya life and go and have some 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 hit me sayin' what they wanna do to you
Don't worry, I won't let 'em 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, Dike Jones just got

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He hated on Magno, see people noticed him
He talked on his boy to me, while doin' shows with him
Said the streets ain't feelin' him, how could you even it
When you got your wack ass rap style Nickolodean

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

I step in the club, and I'm up my set
Cup-cup purple barre, and my car red
I got special effects surroundin' my
you don't nigga, Dike Jones 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 to plex
So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got