| BOOM! |
| It’s on bitch nigga we’ll rock yo dome
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| BOOM! |
| bitch whats happnin? |
| (WHAT!)
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| BOOM! |
| bitch whats happnin?
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| (Trick Daddy)
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| Ask that pussy ass nigga
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| Why he lookin at a nigga like he wanna run one with mah
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| Now i got my big gun with mah
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| Dont feel like dippin i feel like shootin
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| And i dont like ya attitude
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| You do shit that them hoes on the rag would do
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| Hoe fag its you better watch ya mouth
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| Before i be in front ya house when ya ass come out
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| Hoe bitch ass
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| Hold another nigga dick ass
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| Snitch ass. |
| nigga
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| Keep lookin at a nigga like you gonna tell sumthin
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| I’ll fuck around and kill ya
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| So yo? |
| gray yo
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| If this shit get silly im lettin it go
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| First street on the front seat
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| You ever come my way
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| Theres gonna be gun play
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| Hey! |
| i ride with the AK
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| Get high spit fire out the AK
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| Ok let a nigga play and watch 2 double D’s knock ya ass off the front seat
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| ? |
| Kinda chevy boy we drive candy toys
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| And tote guns gallore
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| I treat the Hummer like a Tonka Toy and got shoot you niggas aint seen before
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| (chorus)
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| (Ying Yang Twins)
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| Ying Yang in the T double D
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| We can get in this muthafucka park in this muthafucka
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| And i dont need those with a mind or boy
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| And i still like to play with my tonka toy
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| Im a Toys 'R' Us kid yes i is
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| You cant be serious, yes i is
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| You think im playin then ask my brotha
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| Still dont believe me then ask my motha
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| Cuz i love my gun
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| I play with my gun
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| I fundle my gun
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| Have sex with my gun
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| And i dont pull that muthafucka out for fun
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| Cuz i aint feelin to give yo ass time to run
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| Ima bust one time, bust two time, by the third time your ass is mine
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| Gone be down for the count, he cant get up
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| Damn, he fallen he cant get up
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| (chorus)
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| Wassup muhfucka, in a fag (Muhfucka)
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| If you mad cuz you like it neva had (Muhfucka)
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| Fuck yo ass, thats the past (Muhfucka)
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| And i kno the fact make you mad (Muhfucka)
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| What the fuck nigga think it aint (Fer Real)
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| Ying Yang and we off the chain
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| In the T double D we bo-low
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| Fuck hoes nigga ride by my go-low
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| Gimme the keys to my car and ill jump in
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| Leave the liquor store by my city Bars and Gin
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| Get drunk and im off in the wind
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| Lookin for a lil itty bitty pretty that can hold us in
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| We smokin and ridin
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| dont tell nobody be quiet
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| Not cuttin lil buddy
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| Cant let this shit get ugly
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| (Chorus)
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| (Hey x30) |