| Remindin you bitches of who the baddest
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| Remindin you bitches of who the baddest
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| Remindin you bitches of who the baddest
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| Ahhhhhh, all about the beats, cause I bring the heat to the streets
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| About to act bad, and I ain’t been home for a week
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| I wanna see ends, I also wanna see ends meet
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| The last high that I had was the jailhouse heat
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| Gotta go 223, that’s the waiting in the shade
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| Alot of people about to end up dead, runnin around with their lead
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| Being followed by the nigga hating feds
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| I had to ask them, whats that in your hand, all I said
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| Picture Fiend with this, they made me do it my friend
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| And I make em see it end, 'fore you bout to take me in
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| See shit spin, I’m tryin to get the crack in the day
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| Word on the streets, you really got it happenin your way
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| Now I’m rapping away, but not to keep me out the penn
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| But since I’m out, I’m out to test the hearts of men
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| See this wimpy grin, it mean, one seven he die
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| With cabbage aside, you bitches still gonna be the baddest alive
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| Still the baddest motherfucker alive
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| I’m still the baddest motherfucker alive
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| Say what, say what? |
| x4
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| My name is Fiend, damn right I’m a attack his trailer
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| C told me look a man in the eyes 'fore you kill him
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| Ain’t too many niggas really got on the billing
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| To better pockets, ready for some violent killing
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| Now ready puff in the cutlass, at the down south buck it
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| Taking other peoples shit, loving every minute of it
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| You know what it takes to go against odds
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| Watching my back, with some niggas like Keke and Boz
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| Jump in my 81 ride, lookin for prey in the meal
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| Gimme everything, I’ll see if this tank is for real
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| I dish this raw deals to keep this ghetto peal
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| I think I truly love ???
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| For somebody getting through me
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| My hunger make sure ain’t no human being at the war place speak
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| Alone at street stories and ties
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| And remember, no sleepy eyes, I’m the baddest alive |