ay ay ay ay ay ayyyy
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You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
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You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
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You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
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You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe
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Jizzal man:
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Diamonds on my wrist, on my chest, and my earlobes
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DFB bitch you know what it is hoe
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Got money to burn, smoke purple for days
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Keep a nice trim C hard and sport in the A
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Got the work too, and i don't even gotta touch it nigga
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From Detroit back to the A all in Kentucky nigga
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I'm the man with the plan hell i'm the real deal
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This shit ain't no game and you know what the deal is
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Impacts from them gats and domes get filled
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Instant attacks with them macs and niggas get killed
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You know how shit is you know shit is real
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It's just the DFB ATP and Adamsville yeah
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Parlae:
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These niggas know that we aint playin
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.45 with the beam man,
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a shot'll put ya top back like a sardine can
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I can't stop won't stop servin these things man
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You know what it is hoe they go for 18 man
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I'm servin these hustlas cuz' me ima hustla
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I'm connected like folk, got mo' pull then tug-a-war
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I got it for cheap, yo prices can match mine
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I'm plugged like snip-n-chord connected like fast line
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And still in a trap, with my burn in the mail slot
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Posted on the curb, get mail like a mail box
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Don't fuck witcha boy, cuz you'll pay less
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And im shippin out packages like UPS yup
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(Buddy)
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Its that same young nigga stand out till its all gone
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that same young nigga on the grind while yall gone
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you know what it is with the same hood mind frame
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use it if i pull it man im chewing it
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when im am snipping it they say i cant change
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nigga you dont want to fuck with me
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all up on your blitz because im busting it
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if your rushing it think twice
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for what go with your first instinct
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blink lights gone nigga
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aint no time to think im gonna do you something wrong like george playin
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week man have your ass gone by the end of the week man
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the block is like a fork lift
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i tried to told ya
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dont get your head twisted
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lift it off your shoulders
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Pimpin:
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And you know what it is
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got me bustin at your other dude
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they say im the shit
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so get your boy a toliet stool (a toliet stool)
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i make the pounds and the ounces move
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keep a louder beat
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drop threw your spot like its fast food (bad food)
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straight grippin on the wood nigga
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a nigga signed again
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they kept the studio in the hood nigga
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im young fly and flashy linted small ballin earnin g's
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pushin all the weight soon
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in my hood they call me hercules
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and i represent my click
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so a nigga betta act cool
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they know who a nigga wit because my charms and my tatoos
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now you know what it is and you know my name hoe
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its like e a sports
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because its all in the game hoe
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You Know What It Is
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