| You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self
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| Cause I’m bad for your health
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| I come real stealth
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| Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms
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| Do without one mother nigga wit yo Alpine
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| Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
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| And friends know, we got that indoe
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| Yo I’m not a sucka, sittin in A House of Pain
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| And no I’m not the butler, I’ll cut ya Head-butt ya, you say you can’t touch this
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| And I wouldn’t touch ya, punk motherfucker
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| Here to let you know boy, oh boy
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| I make dough, but don’t call me Dough-Boy
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| This ain’t no fuckin picture
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| A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit ya And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck
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| So you better run a check
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| Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
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| Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade
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| That’s kinda trifle, cause that’s a knife-o AK-47, assault rifle
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| Hold the fifty, I’m nifty now,
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| I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank
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| But steady talkin shit in the holdin tank
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| First you wanna step to me, now your ass screamin for the deputy
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| They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow
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| You’re God, used to be the Don Juan, now your name is just Twan
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| Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check
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| Big dick in ya ass is bad for your health
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| If you’re foul you better run a make on that license plate you coulda had a V8
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| Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium
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| I got six and I’m aimin em Will I bus or keep you guessin
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| Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin
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| Bitch, get off the wood, you no good
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| There goes the neighborhood hooker
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| Go ahead and keep your drawers
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| givin up the claps and who needs applause at a time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead
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| Bitch is a Miami Hurricane head
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| Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs
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| Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
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| Cause women like you gets no respect
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| Bitch, you better run a check
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| Cause bitches like you is bad for my health
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| Cause the Lench Mob is bad for ya health
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| Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah
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| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from goin under |