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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
you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked

When I step in the club, you 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 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 that nigga man)

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Got for Watts and the House 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 get dealt with man, out there bumpin' they gums)

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to get him, just he thought 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 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 threats
Go and pop some damn X, go and pop some
Do something better with ya and go and have some hand sex

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

I step in the club, and I'm up my set
purple barre, and my car candy red
I got special effects my neck
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 came to
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
(Shoulda known nigga was fraud man)

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

Hoe ass niggaz, I gotta remind you
(Shoulda better 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 you plenty chances, but now it's over you ruined it
House before you, and Koopa was your influence, kid

You was on Tidwell, tryna me your raps
Got in the game, and then you switched it to some crack
I ain't a pussy that, it ain't no thang to attack
And it ain't no 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 that nigga get
Make that dike an example, kiddie clubs ban you
They gon' have to cancel his show on the Channel

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

Who? Dike Jones, who? Dike
his name and his number on his Swisha House thong
Who? Dike Jones, who? Jones
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 surroundin' my
No-no you don't nigga, Jones just got wrecked

When I in the club, you breakin' yo neck
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 just got