| I bring your drummer like Osama, a suicide bomber
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| I fuck your baby momma treat your kids with benning hummer, well she like broke
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| her highness, brace to her asset, I be pulling that, from the back,
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| when im bashin',
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| Back to the class inn, one on one assasin, Desert Eagle blastin' did we get
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| them mashin', fuck the pussy ass-in,
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| I know where they massin', I pull up on me jet bike,
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| And give y’em whole headlight, right back, light back,
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| The traffic doing dumb-shit, snitches like to sing,
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| Bullets like to hump bitch, come and get your some shit,
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| I give em' out for free and I be shooting from the bass line,
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| Trying to hit the three
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| I bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em then' we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| I got that bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em' then we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| I got the cop killin' billies in my shit loaded quick, 40-cal. |
| toys for you
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| niggers talkin' shit, and I can make you run like Reggie, coz I be popping
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| hoes' to the dough’s in your chevvy, and no I wont bite you, fight you or
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| scratch you,
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| Catch you on that way way, let them boys snatch you,
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| Been meaning to get at you, where you been pimpin',
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| I got some hot shit that be poppin' out and chippin',
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| You know them boys fishin' and guess who comin' with me, and I be slippin' shit
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| in your ball -stones and kidneys, smokin' with the hippies, everything is
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| drifty, and ill be in the bank if you wanna' come and get me, come and get me,
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| I bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em then' we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| I got that bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em then' we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| H-ane, block game, know we like the cop thing,
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| Squak things, pop things, all up on the block man,
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| I tell you off top man it aint about the boogie,
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| 'its about the boogie and ill motherfucking show her'
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| I am tryin' to be patient, patience is a virtue,
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| You play with my emotions, you gon' make me hurt you,
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| Ill show you what the girder do, put you on a shirt or two, stick my helmets on
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| you and I bet you they gon' murk you, you know you got that work too,
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| supersofa squirt you,
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| Boy you just abandoned motherfucker i can purp you,
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| You can keep this merk too, and bullets they gon search you, show you what that
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| suit, and that gasket and that church do,
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| I bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em then' we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| I bulletproof stickem, like gank-and let em' hit em',
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| Let the tommy spin em' put hollows and tiffs in em',
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| All in his beemer, you want em then' we assen em',
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| Like corners with rinem, run in em' just like women,
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| (SOLO X 18″ oh yea…
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| BASS, BASS, BASS, BASS, BASS, BASS, BASS,) |