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me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle Gell-ie Rap star, trash blow up my sprint celly me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly Show her a monster's ball, it you tell me Platinum, heavy 22 inch Jelly, it gets so ugly, it gets Haters act like hoes, so what's really Can't wit y'all, paging R. Kelly (Ooh)
Oh, if the shoe buy a matching shirt Ya nothing take ya face and dirt me and my niggas wit strick-9 Strictly constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya Our figgas got bigger, niggas the Menace to and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you we bust In God we but we paying at dusk, biatch!
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) before you reach for that gun (Think) Look at all the shit that you (Yeah) You bring heat but we it harder (Sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
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Game enough to mash on the coach Sprewell Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got sea smell Overstand under surveillance, Ben Can't to the town terrorizing we been laden beat heavyweight beefs and went passage Back to the blockmates and safe to unlock cakes King sizzel makin' bank, shake the We don't make it we rain in the G-state
Don't you think this is for fun (No) Think before you for that gun (Think) Look at all the shit you started (Come one) You bring but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yeah) La la la la la la la la (Sing it) La la la la la la la la (Yeah)
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I can to the sound of the sunset Smith and Wesson, I use as a weapon Gun sling my I rain supreme And fiend for the next challenge, you off balance Look, I been the worst, avoided the hearst (Survived) Starving to death and of thirst (Alive) Here in the flesh, elope the profoc The answer, the solution, the remedy, the
Don't you think shit is for fun (No) Think before you for that gun (Think) at all the shit that you started (Yeah) You bring but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) Think you reach for that Gun (Think) Look at all the that you started (Yeah) You bring but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Now sing) La la la la la la la la (Ah ha) La la la la la la la la
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