| When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
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| We do it my way, cause a crime wave
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| I wave the heat deep, with my right to speak
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| Leave the clip y’all, and talk shit y’all
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| I’m not tellin you to shoot somebody, but if somebody try to shoot you shoot 'em
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| Don’t waste time, lil' nigga just do it
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| Any nigga out of order, must be serviced
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| See now now you hesitatin boy you makin me nervous
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| The Feds know I clap heat felonies on my rap sheet
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| Front on me try to run from me hollows be up your back b!
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| Pistol pop, dime for dime, burn baby burn
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| Revolver spinnin again and again you niggas never learn
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| Got a itchy itchy itchy itchy trigger finger nigga
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| So if you hit me and you get me I’ll be back to get ya
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| Man I might bring the homies in that’s if it’s necessary
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| See you might not be worried, but I think you should worry
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| Them bullets come in flurrie, next thing you know you’re buried
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| YEAH!!! | 
| I do away with nine niggas in nine days
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| My nine sprays, which it don’t go my way
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| Hold it sideways, fuck around cause a crimewave
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| When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
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| We do it my way, cause a crime wave
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| I wave the heat deep, with my right to speak
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| Leave the clip y’all, and talk shit y’all
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| YEAH YEAH YEAH!!! | 
| YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!
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| YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!
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| I talk about my arsenal, I rap about my infantry
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| Them crackers they be scared of me, the hood man, they into me
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| YEAH! | 
| — I'm #1 on Forbes
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| YEAH! | 
| — They can’t fuck witcha boy
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| 'tack time is crank time, I flip that, get that back
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| Louie V. napsack filled up with G-stacks
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| I’m sick in the head, me I’m all 'bout the bread
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| Go 'head fuck with the kid, see it’s just what I said
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| See the stash, I’m makin double makin kilos bubble
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| stop, boy I cut you til' your ma don’t know you
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| See when we play them +Warriors+ come out to play
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| You wanna play? | 
| Get your ass laid out today
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| See I’m back on the shit I was on before
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| So if a nigga try to stunt, we gon' take 'em to war
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| When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
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| We do it my way, cause a crime wave
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| I wave the heat deep, with my right to speak
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| Leave the clip y’all, and talk shit y’all
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| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!! | 
| WHOA!!! | 
| WAVE!!!
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| OHHHHHHHH YEAH!!! | 
| OHHHHHHHH YEAH!!!
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| YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!
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| Man, I be on some other shit, these niggas can’t fuck with me
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| YEAH!
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| OHHHHHHHH YEAH!!! | 
| OHHHHHHHH YEAH!!!
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| YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!
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| The homie said he fuck with me, I have him hit ya up for me
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| YEAH! | 
| YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!! |