| All that yapping and that talking pussy, go and get you gun
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| Cuz Project Pat staying heated up like the sun
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| Could have got your lil money started running your tongue
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| When you see me nigga pull your gun I ain’t the one
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| We grew up like brothers, granny house playing lego
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| But I’m Michael Corleone and you a rat like Fredo
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| I’m a tiger shark boy you a fucking guppy
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| An OG pitbull you a fucking puppy
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| I’m all about them Benjamin’s like Ice Cube
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| My goons jump you like a chicken put you on YouTube
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| Cuz you ain’t gon' do shit but gon' run your lip-a
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| I’ma tell you like this I ain’t paying shit-a
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| I ain’t payin' him shit (x4)
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| I know I owe this nigga money
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| I ain’t payin' him shit
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| I know I owe this nigga money
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| I ain’t payin' him shit
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| In the streets niggas cross like a intersection
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| Choppa bullets on yo ass up like C section
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| When them robbers hit yo pockets up like a recession
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| Come up on anything out here a street missing
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| Niggas say what they gon' do, that’s baloney
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| I’m out here buying George blowing loud with the homies
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| Cuz I ain’t gotta talk myself in to retaliation
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| Cuz they should have but the
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| Like a dick in the junkie bitches mouth
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| Sprinkle they pockets and like babies they gon' pow
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| I ain’t sleeping on em .45 move the crowd
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| Extendo clip on and whip still blowing loud |