| Nah you did it my nigga
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| Yuh (they ain’t gon' like this)
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| Niggas ain’t gon' like this… but they gotta respect it nigga
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| It’s official though! | 
| Smif-n-Wessun baby! | 
| yeah…
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| Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I’m reppin'
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| The brand of the weapon
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| The reason why you have to respect 'em
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| And it’s official just to answer your questions
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| So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in
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| We locked and reloaded, got lots of ammunition
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| The titles back, the semi-auto rifles in position (buck em!)
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| Pop in the clip we’re facing obstacles and opposition
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| Talk limited 'cos snitchin' not in my religion
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| We gain riches, rappers spilling they business
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| While the rap task force putting niggas in prisons
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| And I’m still dippin', hittin' the bar hard and benchin'
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| In the trenches, try and avoid a long sentence
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| Pot pinchin', pockets itchin' the clock is tickin'
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| Get busy the plot thickens so stop your bitchin'
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| Stop griffin' unless you ready to stary lickin'
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| Gun clickin' again, Smif-n-Wessun done did it
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| (Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?)
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| I’m on the grind gettin' mine
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| You know these streets is crazy
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| (We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby
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| (We need you baby) Never forget me baby
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| (Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?)
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| On the grind gettin' mine
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| You know this business is shady
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| (We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby
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| (We need you baby) Never forget me baby
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| Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I’m reppin'
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| The brand of the weapon
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| The reason why you have to respect 'em
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| And it’s official just to answer your questions
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| So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in
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| Let 'em know that we back in the booth
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| Back for the youth, words coming out my mouth is the truth
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| And it’s as pure as a brick you don’t stretch
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| So sit you don’t touch, don’t wanna step on it too much
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| But this is how we ran it down the lines
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| Steele with rhymes, I’ll fuck you up at any given time
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| shorty get naughty
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| He tried to beat me so true story
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| My stripes is what make me connected
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| Hood respected, this is gangsterism perfected (yeah)
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| So when you see me salute the god (salute the god)
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| Hate when niggas starin' at me like a bitch acting super hard |