Yes I'm smoking weed always pussy
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Let's go
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Yes sir
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Ride
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No Sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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Doping and whipping, a groupie hoe on my dick
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These hoes ain't in love with me, they in love with my chips
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No seat belt is strapped, but I gotta strap in my lap
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Got rats comin for my cheese they gonna run across my trap
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Money on your head but you ain't gonna need a cap
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Put your ass to sleep, take a permanent nap
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I got plenty of tools, but I don't play with them
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I go to sleep with all my bitches, yeah I lay with them
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Homie I'm always strapped, like a green marine
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In my cup I got that lean, that's that drink
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Some of my niggas trappers, some of them crooks
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If you think we ain't bout to bust, you dumb as you look
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Yes sir
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Ride
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No Sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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Got nine shots for that Warren Sapp
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All the heroine on my block, our junk is runnin laps
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We ridin round with that strap, nigga takin [?]
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All these [?] ass niggas eatin, so we takin [?]
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You gettin money, so we take yo money
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Don't be lookin funny, gon spill ya onioin
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Start runnin, hear that thang hummin, [?]
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Niggas start runnin
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Ain't gon chase ya, but I'm gon get ya
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Ya homeboys, they goin with ya
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It's a reaction, malt liquor
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Young niggas, hair triggers
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Cold blood, laid his ass out
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All the lil niggas on the 150, they the ones that had the [?]
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We the ones that had to go hard, and lay niggas head in lap
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On the rap
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It's time to take the cheese from the trap
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Yes sir
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Ride
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No Sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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I'm after the cheese, after the green, call it trap Kermit
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Straight hoppin, pistol poppin, we ain't got no permits
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Been up in here for four / five days, call me hood Hermit
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Can't show no bread like Lenny on good times, had to burn him
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Now it's gonna learn him, you pancake niggas mouths flippin
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Banana chopper turn your niggas cherries into banana splits
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Gettin head like a fitted cap, from yo baby moms
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Nigga mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm
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Project want [?], double barrel in your face
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I'm on some rubber band business, Juicy J
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Automatic guns, paper sacks, full of presidents
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Every shell wiped off, I ain't leavin evidence
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Yes sir
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped
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Ride
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I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped
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No Sir
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With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp
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For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap
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Gotta Stay Strapped
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| Juicy J |
