| OK check this out, I got a crazy posse
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| I got the stupidest motherfuckin' posse in the whole goddamn city
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| You fuck with me I’ll snatch out your car
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| Right in front of your goddamned bitch
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| And beat you down right there
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| I got more guns than anybody
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| I got crazy guns, you know, I got homeboys on motorcycles
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| And when we come we wearin' our blue
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| And I’ll beat your fuckin' ass
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| Don’t nobody call me on my name
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| Cause they’ll get smacked the fuck up, you know
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| Can’t put me in jail
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| You can’t even fuck with me
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| Cause I’m the craziest motherfucker on the street
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| Don’t nobody want none of this
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| Cause if you fuck with me or any of my friends
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| You’ll get killed, point blank
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| «Excuse me sir, Officer Johnson, Internal Affairs
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| We’d like to have a few words with you» |