| DUI, leave 'em DOA
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| Fuck the FBI
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| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
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| Wait, T.M.I
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| Fuck twelve
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| And the CIA and the GBI
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| Post bail
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| Fresh up out the state
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| For the BOI
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| Confiscate a nigga shit
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| Try to make a nigga tell
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| Fuck up out a nigga face
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| Already made bail
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| DUI, leave 'em DOA
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| Fuck the FBI
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| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
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| Wait, T.M.I
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| Yeah, fuck twelve
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| Right now, right now
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| We gon' shoot, shoot
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| Knock a fed down, it’s gon' be some trouble
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| Sugar Ray, go hard every round
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| But they still don’t love you
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| 9−11, turn your twin towers to a burning rubble
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| Rock a bed, I don’t stick around, make it hard to cuddle
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| Been a made man, so it’s nothing if I gotta dust you
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| Kung fu, I’mma break the board when I come through
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| I surfed to, single moms tryna be healthy, they shop at Whole Foods
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| These niggas hoes too, huh
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| Look what I go through, huh
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| Eatin' that Nobu, but
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| I ain’t go no boo
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| Drankin' my bottle, drankin' my bottle, huh
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| I feel like Goku, huh
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| You tryna go cool, huh
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| Been poppin' since '02, huh
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| Ocho, cinco
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| I just bought a bank, ho
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| Cain and Abel
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| Every shot is fatal
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| Belly at the table
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| You seen it, you got cable
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| Hop out the grave tomb
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| Ain’t no more slave tunes (Bandz)
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| DUI, leave 'em DOA
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| Fuck the FBI
|
| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
|
| Wait, T.M.I
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| Fuck twelve
|
| And the CIA and the GBI
|
| Post bail
|
| Fresh up out the state
|
| For the BOI
|
| Confiscate a nigga shit
|
| Try to make a nigga tell
|
| Fuck up out a nigga face
|
| Already made bail
|
| DUI, leave 'em DOA
|
| Fuck the FBI
|
| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
|
| Wait, T.M.I
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| Fuck twelve, right now, right now
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| Pull up to the club, no pat down, pat down
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| Young nigga got the racks now, like right now
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| This right here gon' make you go dumb, AP shine like the motherfuckin' sun
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| Trap shit, get it trap shit, get it trap shit
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| Ratchet shit, bad bitch, make-it-clap shit
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| Rich bitch on some rich shit, kicking big shit
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| Real slick, on some slick shit, like I’m Slick Rick
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| I do what I wanna, you got, see like my persona
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| She givin' me tat, she wanna kick shit with Big Havi and Bobby
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| But fuck it, I’d rather kick shit with my posse
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| And baby wrap around me like a rib-stick
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| I ball too hard, won’t miss shit
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| Big Havi on the beat, that’s a whole hit
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| Took off on 'em, got 'em like «oh, shit»
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| DUI, leave 'em DOA
|
| Fuck the FBI
|
| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
|
| Wait, T.M.I
|
| Fuck twelve
|
| And the CIA and the GBI
|
| Post bail
|
| Fresh up out the state
|
| For the BOI
|
| Confiscate a nigga shit
|
| Try to make a nigga tell
|
| Fuck up out a nigga face
|
| Already made bail
|
| DUI, leave 'em DOA
|
| Fuck the FBI
|
| Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
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| Wait, T.M.I |