| Five-oh's on my mother fucking back
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| Cause I’m a young black with a badass Cadillac
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| I can’t ride on the mother fucking street
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| Without being harassed by some bullshit police
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| Fucking with me like a thug
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| Pulling me over for suspicion of drugs
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| They look dumb when they see I ain’t got none
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| So they take me down for the shotgun
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| That I keep in the front seat
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| For any dumb mother fucker who fucks with me
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| Charge me bitch, give me a run
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| I’ll be out before the mother fucking paper works done
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| Having fun with my friends
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| Doing the same old shit all over again
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| Cause I ain’t being played like a sucker
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| By no doughnut-eating chicken white mother fucker
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| They can’t stand to see a brother making
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| I ain’t go no keys so stop fucking with me
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| Before you make me mad
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| And I’ll put out a hit to take care of your ass
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| I bar none, motherfucker
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| If I catch you in street clothes I’mma bust a
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| Cap on your ass for making me disgusted
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| That’ll teach your ass not to fuck with
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| Willie Dee
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| (Don't fuck with me) -- > Ghetto Boys
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| Willie Dee
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| (Don't fuck with me) -- > Ghetto Boys
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| Hit me!
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| I’m a lover not a fucker
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| Bitches on my dick like a tight-ass rubber
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| Keeping my shit hard as wood
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| Not because I eat 'em good, because I treat 'em good
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| Chop chop chopping motherfuckers up
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| Hardest motherfucker, he don’t give a fuck
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| down with me
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| Combined we kick more ass than HPD
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| Get down for the crown in a second
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| Ain’t the average face mother fucker on a racket
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| Live the life that I sing about
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| Make a stupid ass move and you’ll find out
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| I don’t give a fuck where you come from son
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| I ain’t taking shit off of nobody, cause I’m
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| Willie Dee
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| (Don't fuck with me) -- > Ghetto Boys
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| Willie Dee
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| (Don't fuck with me) -- > Ghetto Boys
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| (Fuck with me)
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| Can’t act a mother fucking fool
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| So don’t put me in the god damn mood
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| Bum rushing is ho shit
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| All the bad motherfuckers are dead, and that’s no shit
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| I ain’t playing on another man’s wishes
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| I’m too busy fucking with the bitches
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| Would I give a damn if my friend fuck my gal?
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| As long as he told me, we still pals
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| Let it slide, cause I’m on another level
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| But get your bitch ass for times get better
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| And let her stupid ass go
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| Cause one ho don’t stop no god damn show
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| I send her ass through a trauma
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| When I pack her shit and send her back to her momma
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| Cause I’d rather have an ugly chick
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| Then a hard-head fine-ass pretty bitch
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| Who ain’t down, want me to hound
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| Like her pussies the only one in town
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| I tell a bitch to get on
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| Cause pussy ain’t nothing but meat on a bone, to Willie Dee
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| Yo, I don’t understand these stupid ass mother fuckers beating on their woman’s
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| for fucking on them
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| But still come on like a mother fucking punk come for sucking dick
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| Why the hell you wanna give a bitch a A when she deserves a C
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| It’s time for you mother fuckers to listen to me
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| I got three bitches who know each other
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| But it’s cool, cause I’m a motherfucker
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| I take them out spend a lot of money
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| But ain’t no damn bitch gonna run me
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| They give each other respect
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| Whoever fucks up, I put them in check
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| So before you clown you should know this
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| She might be your gal, but she’s my bitch
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| Hoes watchin' drug dealers die
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| And mosey on down to the next damn guy
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| All your friends think «girl you look stunning»
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| But bitch your turn is coming
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| Fight over a bitch, what for?
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| I lose one and gain seven more
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| (You's a lying mother fucker) I’ll a sure you I’m not
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| Bitch stop sucking my dick tell 'em what I got
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| Seven women in the palm of his hands, Willie Dee
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