| Oh, uh, oh! |
| Uh, huh, y’all ready?
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| Uh, huh, I don’t think so
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| This is Mystikal! |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah c’mon
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| The burnin' inferno! |
| Uh, huh
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| Here poppin' with the Colonel, Master P!
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| Shocker! |
| At ease soldier
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| One, two soldiers!
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| When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see the tank swingin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you hear them choppers cuttin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see that 5−0-4
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| I keep my motherfuckin' fists balled up
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| In case a motherfucker tryin' to start somethin'
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| You done did a little ginseng gotcha little dick hard
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| Now you like Hoffa, think you gon' jump in the ring
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| Go pound for pound with the knockout kings
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| No shit like that ain’t gonna happen
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| Them niggaz down here can’t touch what I bring
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| First time you heard the do' open
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| And you heard that you know that’s me and you bust ya rap
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| Hit the mat you’ll be on your back like one, two, three
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| Them niggaz know I come off the top rope
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| Leave you knocked out with you mouth open
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| And they gon' have to take your ass home, leave you in a hot tub soakin'
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| Balls bangin'! |
| You know ours swingin', I ain’t got to tell you nigga
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| Don’t bother to go there you don’t know who you fuckin' with
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| I’m the flow-spitter, natural born go-getter
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| This is for the hustlers, ballers, cake dealers
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| When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| And when you see them tanks swingin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you hear them choppers cuttin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| And when you see them bandanas
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| Uh, oh, look it’s only right, it’s on tonight
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| When I’m on the MIC, they know when to fight
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| When I drop, they known to bite, uh huh, this is freestyle
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| But look y’all can just go on and write
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| This is 504 livin', y’all know what it’s like
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| That’s them boyz, you see us roll up on them bikes
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| Chop-chop, just, like it was timber
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| We make it hot like July or either cold like December
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| (Oh)
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| Ain’t my fault, I’m hot and I can still spit it this cool
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| Ain’t my fault your girl tatted my name, get it removed
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| If you lookin', then you know we ain’t duckin'
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| You know my face it ain’t like my tank gon' be tucked in
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| When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see them tanks swingin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you hear them choppers cuttin'
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see that 5−0-4
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| You know that’s them boyz
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see us in the East
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see us in the West
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see us in the South
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| (That's them boyz)
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| When you see us in the North
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| (That's them boyz, that’s them boyz)
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| When we deep up in the streets
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| Want y’all to say
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| (That's them boyz, that’s them boyz)
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| Can somebody tell 'em, I was only kidding?
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| I was only kidding! |