| With a deuce-deuce revolver, the game is a motherfucker
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| Time will tell if we all just go to Hell
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| Another sucka bite the dust, did so well
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| It’s like I’m huntin' for whales, huntin' for mil
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| I lust for a light sex, that’s what I need
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| And you know I stay heated nigga so what’s up next?
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| It’s flamable, that’s when you’re burnt
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| Get turned and spit up and down for nigga for what it’s worth
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| So what you want… motherfuckers 'round here get stomped
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| You can’t tell me shit, your words are lies, I despise
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| You’ll hear the battle cry, that’s when it’s all over, when you die
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| You’re outta here — finished
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| You been a busta since I knew you
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| Until then and now I never knew you
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| Diggy run right through, take it for what it’s worth
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| Get hurt, skirt out from all this dirt
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| Ripped his shirt with a 12-gauge shotty
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| You better stay alert cause I’ma hurt somebody
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| I caught him in my scope, so you know I yell «Gotti!»
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| And Dat Nigga Daz ain’t scared of nobody
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| I lay down the rules and I lay down the law
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| The rawest you ever seen and the rawest you saw
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| So draw down and whip it out
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| I’ll flip you up and then I’ll flip you out
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| Get you outta the picture nigga when I empty out
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| Prepare for the trash, he just trash
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| I gotta be Dat Nigga cause that’s just Daz
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| Nigga, so fuck yo' rhymes, and fuck yo' beats
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| And fuck y’all niggas with no love for me
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| You’re just a coward, a pussy, a bitch ass wussy
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| You push me to the limit and this is just what it does to me
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| I’m more than badder than ever, I’ll throw these things in any weather
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| You whoopin' Dat Nigga Daz? |
| — whatever!
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| Hey Daz, I told you this nigga was a bitch
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| Man fuck this nigga, let’s get him cuh
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| (You know what motherfuckers —)
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| I’ll Beacho Azz, stomp you out
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| Get inside your grill, cold knock you out
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| You bitch ass niggas what I’m talkin' about
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| Cause I’ll Beacho Azz (nigga), stomp you out
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| Get inside your grill, cold knock you out
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| You bitch ass niggas what I’m talkin' about
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| Cause I’ll Beacho Azz, and stomp you out
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| We the real Dogg Pound around here
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| We don’t hang with sucka niggas who squares
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| Punk faggots beware
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| We the real Dogg Pound around here
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| We don’t hang with sucka niggas who squares
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| Punk faggots beware
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| I hit him with the force of vengeance
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| And every sentence, every fuckin' line that I’ve written
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| (Who's that? — Dat Nigga Daz)
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| Come through like I do, on a hunt to pursue you, just to slang a few
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| Countless nights, me and my niggas ridin' striped
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| But them niggas that rap for death, cover your life
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| The ground that you walked on
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| The conversations you talked on
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| The same block you grew up on you’re gettin' chalked on
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| Yellow tape, there’s no escape (nigga)
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| I pray to Lord that your soul I take
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| If you should die before I wake
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| (Yet and still nigga you’ll never see another day)
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| I keep dumpin' when them nines keep dumpin'
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| Me and my niggas rumpin' when that bass start bumpin'
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| Like N.W.A. |
| I’m always into somethin'
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| And y’all motherfuckers out here ain’t nothin'
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| Cause I’ll —
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| Beacho Azz, stomp you out
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| Get inside your grill, cold knock you out
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| You bitch ass niggas know what I’m talkin' about
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| Cause I’ll Beacho Azz (nigga), stomp you out
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| Get inside your grill, cold knock you out
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| You bitch ass niggas what I’m talkin' about
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| Cause I’ll Beacho Azz, stomp you out (traitor)
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| We the real Dogg Pound around here
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| We don’t hang with sucka niggas who squares
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| Punk faggots beware
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| We the real Dogg Pound around here
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| We don’t hang with sucka niggas who squares
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| Punk faggots beware
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| And you nigga is a motherfuckin' queer
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| And I’ll beat y’all motherfuckin' asses
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| I ain’t got to rap a motherfuckin' lick nigga
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| You know what time it is nigga
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| You know about Dat Nigga Daz nigga
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| You know I’ll beat yo' motherfuckin' ass
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| You and that big fat head motherfucker in the background
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| Queer.
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| (Dat Nigga Daz) *scratched* |