| Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy
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| But we know you really never on shit
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| Talking ‘bout you sliding with the stick but we been waiting outside and we
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| ain’t seen shit
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| Lying in ya music bout the money that you got and how you out here on the
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| corner moving bricks
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| We know you a loser keep that shit on yo computer cause the goons I came with
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| ain’t gon' miss
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| Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy
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| But we know you really never on shit
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| Talking ‘bout you sliding with the stick but we been waiting outside and we
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| ain’t seen shit
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| Lying in ya music bout the money that you got and how you out here on the
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| corner moving bricks
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| We know you a loser keep that shit on yo computer cause the goons I came with
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| ain’t gon' miss
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| Woah fuck what you sayin'
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| You are not living that life that you claim!
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| That dope that you bang got you living insane!
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| I’ll knock out yo shit watch ‘em pick up yo brain!
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| From the side of the curb when I stop on ya neck
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| In yo hood tracking down every possible threat
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| I’m the raid in the can tryna silence these pest
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| If you ‘bout it then go stick a knife in ya chest
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| Oh my god how these losers gone stop
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| Freddy Krueger from crushing they dreams while sleep like some sheep ima
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| Shave ‘em and stick em inside of a room make a peep
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| May the choppa go rest ‘em in peace off the leash like a pit
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| With no teeth but you bark on these tracks like you ready to jump in some beef
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| Till machetes confetti ya face at
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| Your kids quiencera please watch how you talkin' to me
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| Been a lunatic straight out the uterus
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| You sound so ludicrous scared of loud sounds
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| How the fuck are you shooting shit I really do this Shit
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| Pop up and beat on ya face and chest now you leaking from Buddah fist
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| Woah! |
| Let me slow it down
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| So you get the picture that you roll with clowns
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| See ya mans on fire ima hose ‘em down
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| Then I keep on flowing like a broken valve
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| Where the money that you always flexing with
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| On my line you sounding very desperate
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| Now these heads is spinnin' like the exorcist
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| Since we found out you don’t get no bread to spit
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| You a fucking goofy always perpetrating
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| Screaming triple six but you don’t work with Satan
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| You got all the clout but always fucking hating
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| Till somebody catch up with his ass and break him, let’s go
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| Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy
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| But we know you really never on shit
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| Talking ‘bout you sliding with the stick but we been waiting outside and we
|
| ain’t seen shit
|
| Lying in ya music bout the money that you got and how you out here on the
|
| corner moving bricks
|
| We know you a loser keep that shit on yo computer cause the goons I came with
|
| ain’t gon' miss
|
| Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy
|
| But we know you really never on shit
|
| Talking ‘bout you sliding with the stick but we been waiting outside and we
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| ain’t seen shit
|
| Lying in ya music bout the money that you got and how you out here on the
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| corner moving bricks
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| We know you a loser keep that shit on yo computer cause the goons I came with
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| ain’t gon' miss |