| Told y’all
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| Y’all should of never let No Limit in this muthafucka
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| Cuz once we get in, we be takin over shit
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| An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
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| Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya)
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| I’m bout the baddest nigga, no doubt
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| From West to the South, back to ya house
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| Nigga in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???)
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| Nigga, I’m on bitches, qucikly
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| Niggas can’t stick me they tries but they dies
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| They’ll fuck around, I ain’t lyin, fuck wit me, you out yo' mind
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| I’ll slap you wit my right hand and I’m still writin wit it
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| Hands quicker than lightnin but fuck fightin
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| Bread, ice is why I’m slicin cake
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| You niggas need to bow down to the street king
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| from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe)
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| (Where dat at?) Bitch that’s it New Orleans
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| Face like an 8th Grader, ain’t the bigga nigga, a wind might blow
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| But while I’m here, a deaf person won’t fuck wit me if they don’t know
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| Man, No Limit run this bitch like a marathon
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| Bitch, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone
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| How da fuck y’all gon' fade me?
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| How da fuck y’all gon' play me?
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| Thats how we made it, from knockin niggas out
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| Who try to fuckin play me
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| Y’all think y’all could but y’all can’t
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| Thats money in the bank, how da fuck y’all gon' stop a Tank
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| I ain’t takin no shorts
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| Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
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| Bitch I’m still the man
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| I say hustler, fuck these busters
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| Who da fuck gon' stop me? |
| None of y’all
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| Bitches be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y’all
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| Cuz y’all some tricks
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| Stop trickin these hoes stop bitchin these hoes
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| Punk ass niggas be havin dicks
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| Y’all need to have clicks you punk ass hoes
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| I stay posted from sun-down to sun-up, you run up, you get done up
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| Best believe the spot get hot like summer
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| Cuz I be the man, look deep into my eyes
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| Bitch y’all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
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| Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
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| Mr. I gives a fuck, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key
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| Birds, you haven’t heard?
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| I’m from that 3rd, bitch when shit get bad
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| I put the dope up my stars on the curb
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| An start hittin fools, in the dice game
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| I might man, hit 'em all night man
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| Cuz I’m all night long gone off that fuckin night train
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| No doubts, I’m in the house, outs the back when the police hit
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| No doubt they can’t catch me, I’m out this bitch
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| I’m the man
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| I’m the man
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| I’m the man (Who's the man?)
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| I’m the man! |