| Target practice, baby
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| Only thin' is I’m not the shooter, I’m the bullet, bitch
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| G’d up from the feet up
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| A-b-c d-e-f
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| I’m a G to the end, the end of the road
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| But back in the kitchen at the end of the stove
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| A T looks like we at the end of the O, choppa fo
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| In the 20 ounce call it 24s
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| You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
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| Got the caddy sittin' on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
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| I get money, fuck with bitches that give me mo'
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| Man, you know da game, same shit, different hoes
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| We cut the ears and the tail off, Mickey Mouse
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| Never been a rat, never had him in the house
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| Call me Captain Kangaroo and I got money in my pouch
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| And I don’t mean loose change when I say money in the couch
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| I’m gettin' paid that’s what I already said
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| Can’t see these niggas, like to on these niggas
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| Got a bitch named Nina and Nina so slutty
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| 'Cuz she would do him and every one of his buddies
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| We put them drinks down and pick them tools up
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| And if dude trippin' we hit dude up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| We drop the top down and chunk the deuce up
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| These 84s would make a hater put his shoes up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| I’m in the drop, sittin' low, 84s lookin' dangerous
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| My swagga got me in da hood lookin' like I was famous
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| My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
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| I’m gettin' money but the fact that I’m gangsta never changes
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| I got my Locs on waitin' on the time to plex
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| It’s ABN until I rest it won’t be nothin' less
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| Yes, I’m protected by the neighborhood, I never need a vest
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| I know dem haters talkin' but they ain’t sayin' nothin'
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| I hope they stay inside they place, I’ma continue stuntin'
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| My ice that shit, I’m probably at a hundred stacks and runnin'
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| I guess I’m fly 'cuz my doors in da air and my trunk is hummin'
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| I’m still movin' slow, my swagga is just got off da chain
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| Whether in the club, way in da hood, I’m still gon' make it rain
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| Yea, I’m the truth so please address it when you say my name Trae
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| Ya try to take it to me, I’ma try to take it to ya brain
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| We put them drinks down and pick them tools up
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| And if dude trippin' we hit dude up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| We drop the top down and chunk the deuce up
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| These 84s would make a hater put his shoes up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| It’s still the same name, new dip, new shoes
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| 50 on da frame so I know I won’t loose
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| Sittin' so fly doors up when I cruise
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| All eyes on me every time a nigga move
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| I pop another trunk and show the world I’m screwed up
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| They say a different color chain make ya put ya jewels up
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| Say bitch ya better chill 'cuz I beat ya dude up
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| Put him on da side-line and have his face bruised up, all screwed up
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| Oh yeah, these diamonds in my mouth show 'em I rep' the south
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| They say a thousand dollar bitch got the top taken over
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| Up in these streets I’m like a kid 'cuz I love to get lost
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| And keep packin' somethin' that love to break a hater off
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| So when it come to this gangsta homey, I got it locked
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| And if I put the drop on the block, I’m unable to stop
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| And when it come to what I do I’m the number one spot
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| They know I represent for Screw and H.A.W.K. |
| bangin' my music top
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| We put them drinks down and pick them tools up
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| And if dude trippin' we hit dude up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| We drop the top down and chunk the deuce up
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| These 84s would make a hater put his shoes up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up
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| And you ain’t shit if you ain’t never been screwed up |