| Freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| Tough dude, he got cops on his roster
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| Thought I was just a street punk 'til they popped him
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| Willy Burger, got a tough nigga brains on my Glock here
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| Slidin', I’m tryna find my mind 'cause I lost it
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| Re-chalked him, he layin' in the crosswalk
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| Gas up, we was playin', he was off guard
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| I put eighty-seven rounds in his smart car
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| Freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| He actin' tough, he got cops on his roster
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| Thought I was just a street punk 'til I popped him
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| The bomber, Saddam Hussein, I’m Bin Laden
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| Freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| Tough nigga, he got cops on his roster
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| Thought I was just a street punk 'til I popped him
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| The bomber, Saddam Hussein, I’m Bin Laden
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| Shit, nigga
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| Got the eye of the tiger, I’m Rocky
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| Shit, nigga
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| Bought 'em all Kawasakis, get ridin'
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| When I’m on demon time, I get violent
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| When I’m carryin' this fin, I’m a monster
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| Shit, nigga
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| I’ll part the Red Sea, I’m a prophet
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| Shit
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| I wish a nigga would like I’m Cosmo and Wanda
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| Chops came from Timmy Turner, Chip Skylark
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| His feelings from his heart, left his brains on the sidewalk
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| I’m gon' have to get a lil' crazy, ain’t my fault
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| I had to spit a lil' paint on the drywall
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| I just made a tough nigga quote the Bible
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| I’ll make a tough bitch turn nice like Ronda Rousey
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| He Einstein, I’ma hit him with rocket power
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| That’s for all the fake tough face and them boxing stances
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| It’s a banana in the clip, he couldn’t box chimpanzees
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| I wanna let the K off, but my watch keep dancing
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| I bought a Glock 17 'cause the shots is faster
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| They like, «Drakeo such a fool, he forgot his manners»
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| Glocks, drums, all type of fun
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| Opps, blood all on my clothes
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| Watch these niggas, they all act like hoes
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| Dancing like strippers, everybody touch your toes
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| Freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| He actin' tough, he got cops on his roster
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| Thought I was just a street punk 'til I popped him
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| The bomber, Saddam Hussein, I’m Bin Laden
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| Freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| Tough nigga, he got cops on his roster
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| Thought I was just a street punk 'til I popped him
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| The bomber, Saddam Hussein, I’m Bin Laden
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| Shit, nigga
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| Got the eye of the tiger, I’m Rocky
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| Shit, nigga
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| Bought 'em all Kawasakis, get ridin'
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| When I’m on demon time, I get violent
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| When I’m carryin' this fin, I’m a monster
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| Shit, nigga
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| I’ll part the Red Sea, I’m a prophet
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| Shit
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| I wish a nigga would like I’m Cosmo and Wanda
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| Shit, nigga, I wish a nigga would, like, for real, like
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| I wish a nigga would, all Turners, Timmy Turners, these niggas Chip Skylark and
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| all that
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| Yeah, it’s the last song, nigga
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| I don’t know, November something, dog
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| It was the last time I was in SoCal, I don’t, uh
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| I had to tell that nigga freeze or get shot by the Rastas
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| Tough nigga, he got cops on his roster
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| Ooh
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| Know what I’m sayin', these niggas cap, these niggas just all that, nigga
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| You gotta keep up though, like
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| I am this shit though, like
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| These niggas wouldn’t be shit without me, nigga
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| And don’t you ever fucking forget that, nigga
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| Nigga, I am LA, nigga
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| Sheesh, yeah, that’s my shit |