| Niggas diss me, then they nick me
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| Well I’m back you fuckers, did you miss me?
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| This is history, if I cock back
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| And slap that nigga, will three-sixty
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| I’m back with swagga nigga, bout to swagga niggas
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| On my Fred Flintstone, yabba-dabba niggas
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| All you faggot niggas when we get to grabbin' niggas
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| We’ll be slappin' up niggas, na we’ll be taggin' niggas
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| I wasn’t bragging niggas
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| They said they reached to my level, but yet you haven’t niggas (what have you
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| all been doin'?)
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| You’d better get your ladder niggas (and climb up to the top)
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| They’re plannin' to the death, bang it till they’re dead
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| That 'ahhh' ad-lib, pan it to the left
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| That big 4−5 brang him to his legs
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| That last slug swam into his bed
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| What niggas want, what niggas want
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| Yeah this is what niggas want, what niggas want
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| What niggas want, what niggas want
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| We put plenty through them when we sent it to them
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| We got big straps, nigga we won’t 22 them
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| Got the big chalices, blowin' sensi through them
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| Man I been locked up before, I was 22 then
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| I’m back from karma, bitch, back for drama bitch
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| Pack your armour, bitch, fat banana clips
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| I wrap bananas, bitch, rap’s Obama, prick
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| This that Mortal Kombat, stab Kitana shit
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| Fat punani chick
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| Knockin' at my door, I’m on my silk black pyjama shit
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| And we about to go to war like the Gaza Strip
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| Aussie accent, I call that jezzy my koala chick
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| Yeah I slapped at niggas, not a batch-a niggas
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| Get this back to niggas, I’m comin' back for niggas
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| The second chapter niggas, please don’t let me catch them niggas
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| Or it’s a wrap for niggas, I brought it back for niggas |