| Big body Benzes Daytonas and rag 'Rarris
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| Killa Cali is the state and it’s wild as the safari
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| We hustle cook keys claim B’s and C’s
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| And we attack like Pit Bulls and Rottweiller pedigrees
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| With a Tech this Connect nigga what you expect
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| Dub SCG tatooed on my neck
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| As I parlay you do what you do I do what the dollar say
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| I’m a street nigga punk my pistol smoke like Doc Holiday
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| And I sell everythang homie now tell me what you want
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| You got to have this caviar fool so don’t say you don’t
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| Illegal or legit hit after hit I keep ya head bobbin'
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| In all black like Batman give it to me or I’m robbin'
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| Now what you gone do hand over the goods or do I take 'em
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| Now do you keep little busta niggas in ya camp
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| Or do ya shake 'em
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| It’s Mack 10 once again in ya ear like a diamond
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| And while the street lights is shinin'
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| All through the night I keep grindin'
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| Back the fuck up 'foe I act the fuck up (back the fuck up nigga)
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| Keep makin' big heads 'til they stack the fuck up (ha ha haa)
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| I need major scrill that’s real it don’t stop until then
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| Now watch this OG ghetto survillian check a million
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| Quick fast got to have it man so I use muscle
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| Straight timin' dedication dog and all about hustle
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| I hit ya like boom bam don’t ya know who I am
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| I got this shit by the bird half O-Z or the gram
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| But never ever let a nigga owe you that don’t know you
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| And don’t trust no fuckin' bitch but get one that’s down foe you
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| Late night to early morn' it’s on in the war zone
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| Man life’s a gamble dog if you crap out you gone
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| Squeak Ru Talking: Yeah once again the undefeated dub SCG
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| Mack 10, Squeak Ru slappin' you bitch niggas
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| On the ass for being the busters you present yourself to be. |