| I am hard as hell
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| Got the semi on blast, call you on speed dial
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| You can’t confine me to a cell
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| I injure competition, make the niggas do the math
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| They always wind up losin, cause I hardly take a L
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| Take a smell (smell), sniff
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| I’m the shit like feces, the GT too quick (ain't that right)
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| You need 200 G’s to move this (that's right)
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| I do this, I breeze past the DT’s, so swiftly (swiftly)
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| Y’all dudes iffy, I’m him, men gotta send other men to get me
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| And the men that they send, get hit up
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| I dump the Calico and let off fifty in a jiffy
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| (Bun B)
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| Is ya gonna ride? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| If them niggas try ya, pull a homicide (sho' nuff)
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| Empty fifty bullets right in they behind (sho' nuff)
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| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town
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| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| If them niggas try ya, will ya show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| Run up on them, empty fifty from the tool (sho' nuff)
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| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town
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| It’s Bun Beeder, the heater cocked, show me the spot
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| I need a knot, whether the bread is for me or not
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| Leave the block, if I see the guap, I’m on the case
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| You got the base, I put the Glock up to your face
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| Taste Bun metal, the color of gun metal
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| When the gun settle, you perish and then Big Bun pedal
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| Petty drugs, naw, hit 'em with the raw
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| Head-tie, kill 'em with the no, then we fin' to go (to go)
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| Split the shit, split the dough, then we hit the do'
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| Then we hit the blocks with the rocks, let these niggas know (what?)
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| Then we fin' to sew up the corners with the blow
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| If you ain’t down, then we hit you with the clip fo' sure (ho)
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| Let the trigger go, then the nigga go down
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| Talkin about this yo' town, motherfucker slow down (whoa)
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| Be easy pimpin, you too squirrelly
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| Me and Philly Freezy shut it down, early
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| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| If them niggas try ya, will ya show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff)
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| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town
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| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| If them niggas try ya, will show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff)
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| Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff)
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| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town
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| Nigga wanna war with me, I take 'em on live
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| I blast the 4−5, you have to pick 'em on up (on up)
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| He get mangled, I’m bilingual
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| Abdul Hadi taught me Arabic, I took him on Hajj (on Hajj)
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| Shaquan, Jazakumullah Hukhair
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| In the city we residin they warin like the Al-Qaeda
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| We’re never warin, performin like Leonidas
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| Y’all dudes lazy, you bust a grub and get niggaitis
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| Put the burner to your gums like gingivitis
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| Floss with bullets, I’ll pull it, crack your eye wear
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| Hell if I care, I handle business, leave you right here
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| Niggas can’t afford the lenses I wear
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| Look at my pair, they are Aviators, y’all are player haters
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| You can never fly or get a seat in my Lear, you need a high chair
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| You can try the one but it will get you done
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| You can go and get your duns, nigga it will get them aired, yeah |