| What’s up Stone?
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| It’s yo' boy Spade Ripp
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| Man fuck these hatin' ass niggas you hear me?
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| They mad cuz you in it my nigga
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| You got all the Momentum
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| You a Rolling Stone out here on these streets
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| And they mad at you you hear me
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| And tell em say it with they chest
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| If they got something to say
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| Them zombies out here lurkin' on em
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| Ya know I know you ain’t gon' play wit' em
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| Let em know how you do it
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| I’m a make a nigga jump back
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| I’m a get em in packs
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| Relax, detach to the max then I relapse
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| Made it back with the snake in the back
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| In fact reach back if a nigga talks smack
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| Insane in the mothafuckin' brain
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| Don’t care what you claim this shit gon' rain
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| Vibe for a little cause I ride then a little
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| Better watch how you say my name, my name
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| Better watch how you say my name
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| These homies ain’t got no sense
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| Gotta answer for what you sayin'
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| In the club and they causin' fits
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| And they rumble like the Taliban
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| I’m a grit my teeth and ball up both of my hands
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| This here make me wanna jump
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| Swing them hands
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| If you want a problem with me say it like a man
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| We could take it to the middle of the flo'
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| If you really wanna go nigga bring it then
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| If you really wanna tangle with me we can dance
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| This here make me wanna jump
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| Swing them hands
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| If you want a problem with me say it like a man
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| You think you tough I think you bluffin'
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| Better bring yo' friends
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| If you really wanna tangle with me we can dance
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| This shit here make me wanna jump
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| Homeboy, I ain’t givin' two fucks about what you talkin' bout
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| Told you bitch ass niggas once
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| Better keep my name out yo' fuckin' mouth
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| If you speak assisted like I’m the bitch nigga
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| To get that off on and laugh about
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| Yo' mouth done wrote a check that yo' ass can’t cash
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| So don’t you get mad when I get to pullin' up to yo' house
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| Smackin' yo' sistas all in they mouth
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| Turnin' yo' Daddy’s pockets into bunny ears
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| Sayin' literally fuck yo' couch
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| Got yo' baby mama in the basement cryin'
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| Sayin' yous a coward no doubt
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| Got that safe combo, weed stash
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| And this niggas still hidin' out?
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| So you fuck with Stone then you fuck with me nigga
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| Told y’all I’m already kreased in this game
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| And if it pertains to beef, then it’s grilled
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| Kutt gon' kill for these niggas (Strange)
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| Way more real than these niggas (gang)
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| Suh-woo deal on these bitches (Strange)
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| Got more real than these niggas
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| To do what they want a Militant nigga
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| St. Lou Lou, City of Fountains
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| A body get found by the Arc nigga
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| Get the work from that Zombie Click
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| For my nigga Stevie it’s dark dinner
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| Dangerous and rowdy, heartless killaz round me
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| What they get from out it
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| And if you feelin' froggy you should jump |