| And my coke come white, like Barkley wife
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| Can’t stand how, these niggas be frontin
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| Dumpin off 8 shots, ain’t hurtin nuttin
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| And who gives a f**k bout, who’s spirits is better?
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| As long as my shit is dope when I put it together
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| Me and Swizz with another one, hot forever
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| And you can call Violator, for show that you whoof
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| I like a Swizz beat, shit already come with a hook, it go
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| These bitches full of glicthes
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| Cause they snitch to much you do that to much
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| We will load you on tha bus and ship your ass
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| I got a pocket full of mass and i got a new task
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| Take out tha snitches and bitches and maybe in hip hop
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| There will be no more glicthes get at ya boy
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| Hey yo hype show them bitches that right
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| We dont need no mo glitches it time
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| For tha hype, so close tha 9 and have a good time mutha f**ka i want ya to
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| holla back slime, holla back slime
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| Hey yo this tha last verse ma pull out ya purse
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| Na ma dont do that f**ka this isnt tha last verse
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| You see thugs on tha street wit nothin to eat
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| Y i made this beat for tha people strugglin in tha street
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| Ya know who i be H.Y.P.E. |
| these snitches ain’t got time
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| To open they eyes and see they bitches and now its time
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| To holla back slime, holla back slime
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| Yo dis tha end of tha song all of my people
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| I want ya to holla back slime, slime slime
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| It hype time now it holla back slime, holla back slime
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| Yo dis ain’t tha end
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| Ya it is yo to all tha bitches buy my mutha f**kin
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| Cd u dum ass snitches
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| Nore ]
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| And we out! |