| Pass the itchy to the lefthand side
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| Fuckin wit me fi sho' the niggy gon' die
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| Don’t miss ya water 'til ya well run dry
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| Pass the itchy to the lefthand side
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| See now slang don’t stop, my game come cocked
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| Scarface back at’cha fin' to lock down your block
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| Easy now lil' homey you don’t wanna start static
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| Cause you know I come equipped I got niggas with automatics
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| And these niggas they keep they game face on
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| Have your momma singin the same ol' song
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| Of how you lived so fast and you died, so wrong
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| But since you ready to ride then come on
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| Gangsta, live it breathe it and shit it
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| Makin for motherfuckin sure you don’t forget it
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| I’m a Southside rider, anybody killer
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| Guarantee ya don’t wanna fuck with this nigga
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| Now, who wanna test me then come on come test
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| Fuckin with me nigga you fuckin with the best
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| Grab ahold to the tec, put a hole in your chest
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| Grab your ass by the neck then lay your soul to rest
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| I been be’s on a nigga, put these on a nigga
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| Squeeze on a nigga, now ease on nigga
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| 'Fore you get peed on nigga, you know what I’m about
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| I’m a nigga from the ghetto, comin straight out the South
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| Keep my name out your mouth, 'fore I pop up at your house
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| Put a bullet in your spouse and set a flame and bounce
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| I’m the wrong nigga to deal with, cause I be on some real shit
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| Worst one to play with, so careful what you say bitch
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| Y’all be on some gay shit, my heart pump the G shit
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| Don’t start shit won’t be shit, cause I’ll expose your weakness
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| With a gun at the playground, makin niggas lay down
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| And your ass like stay down, the fuck you gotta say now?
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| Niggas is silent when the pistol’s in they face
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| And the barrel’s in they teeth and they breathin the oily taste
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| And the reaper’s standin over ya heavin can hardly wait
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| For the heathen to squeeze it and leave you leanin on the gates |