| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| Back of the liquor store bout to blaze this joint
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| Got some dice in my hand, my man says six is your point
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| Trying to hit the hard way so I can break like Steve Millar
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| Take the money then I run son, I’m a lover and a killer
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| I feel like God and the devil, I’m a saint, I’m a sinner
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| I’m a hard rocking, hard headed, hard six I’m a winner
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| I’m a kush blazing, bush chasing product of the city
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| And I ain’t asking for your love and I don’t want your pity
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| So girl don’t talk about me shitty, don’t act all high and ditty
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| Cause if your man keep playing me funny I’m a come take all his money
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| And leave him holy from this blessing with my four pound Smith-N-Wesson
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| Better watch out who you’re stressin', fuck around you’ll learn your lesson
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| Back of the liquor store tryin' to break these chumps
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| Bunch of heads in a circle, daddy’s handing out lumps
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| Trying to shake these bones, I’m trying to get these shoes
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| But yo they all think Whitey’s cheating cos tonight I can’t lose
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| They wanna take my funds but I’m a blaze my guns
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| With burning sensations and heart palpitations
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| Why you breathing so heavy, while your palms all sweaty
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| And if you thinkin' bout a stick move, word to God you ain’t ready
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
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| This, this, this is a warning
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| This is a warning, this is a warning
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| This is a warning, this, this is a warning |