Mmhm, mmhm, mmhm
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Mmhm, mmhm, mmhm
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Yeah, all in my face grillin me
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Mmhm, mmhm, mmhm
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All in my face killin me
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Mmhm, mmhm, mmhm (Uh...uh)
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[Verse One]
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We was up in the club
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Fillin' ease with all the attention we sippin Hennessy
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My friend and me, a couple niggaz kin to me
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Testin' weed until the enemy got the tendency
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To hinder me, all in my face grillin' me
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But we pretended we didnt see the sill gangbangers
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Throwin up signs jumpin up and down
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Bumpin' into me sayin' things that offendin' me
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Still chillin,we ballin' half drunk, bouncin' off song after song
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Inhalin' gun after gun, blazing off blunt after blunt, havin' fun
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Them niggas took a jab at me
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Then one push from the back of me
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Tryin' to tackle me and wrestle me
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Couldn't get me down, so they hit me in the back of the head
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Had me badly bleeding
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I gotta glass in me, but it was just a scratch to me
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A few stitches some vasiline
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A half a week will clear it up fast and clean
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To a scratch you could barely see, so I ain't mad cuz see
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I want to squash and flatten and beef
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Like White Castle's and Krystal square beef patties be
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'Cause I'm so sick of you harassin' me, and playin' with me
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So can we can it please
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Before we cause a tragedy, and someone pain and agony
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But if you feel you can handle me, and still wanna test the man in me
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This time I'll have to shut you down
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Like Sunshine Anderson, because...
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[Hook - repeat 4X]
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I don't want no problems
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And you don't want no problems so...
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Better leave me alone, and gone on
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Nigga better leave me alone and gone on
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Ow, ow, ouch, it hurts...so bad
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It hurts...so bad
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[Verse Two]
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I'm from the home of racist rednecks and confederate flags
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Klu Klux Klan members is politicians in drag
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Cotton pickin', slave tradin' and nigga lynchin'
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Lead to more oppression, me Cricket caught trigger pinchin' (well)
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Ridin' along, mindin' my own buisness, God as my witness
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It was five in the morn', passin' along, hop in the cornerrrr
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No, po-lice, hold up, turn the radio down (put your seatbealt on)
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Put your seatbealt on
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Shit, God damn
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Give me the fuckin' weed
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He's gone
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What!?
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He kept goin'
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It's like I got enemy's, 'cause of my race they hate me
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Fuck pullin' over, CHASE ME
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Guess it's safe to say it makes me crazy
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Can't give up, 'cause this hate it makes me
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Wanna grab an AK spray strays on 8th street
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8 ways and blaze the day bleed
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D-E-A-D D-E-A be
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Tryin' to say we move mo keys than that Alicia lady
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Well ok, hate me, say we crazy
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But lately, they be
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Even criticizin' the way we say things
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I pray everyday, but the way he hating
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I wish Jeff Dahmer was here, why?
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So he could eat President Bush's baked beans
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That's why I've been a crook since 18
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Leave me alone, listen to what the hook is saying
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[Hook - repeat 4X]
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I don't want no problems
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And you don't want no problems so...
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Better leave me alone, and gone on
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Nigga better leave me alone and gone on
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[Outro]
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What's up son sons of beeches
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It's your boy, smoke
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AKA chevy pentagrass the kuntry king, again (leave me alone)
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And uh, I got a problem with you bitches (leave me alone)
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I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired! (leave me alone)
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I can't even leave the muthafuckin' club
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with a clean pair of muthafuckin' sneakers
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'Cause the muthafucka wanna step of my feets (leave me alone)
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I gotta check my muthafuckin' Polo for birth spots and liquor stains
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Cause a muthafucker want brush and bump against me on purpose
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I'm sick of this shit (leave me alone)
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Don't be mad at me 'cause my earrings are big
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and brighter than your beetch, nigga
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And you beetch, don't be mad at me
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cause my tires bigger than your niggas tires on his Chevy
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Sheeit
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Like Lil' Darryl say "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
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Don`t Want No Problems
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| Field Mob |
