EYYYYYYYYY!
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["You don't wanna do dat!" is heard in the background of the whole song]
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[Trillville ad-libing in background]
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YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
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[Chorus]
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All that, talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
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Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
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Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
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Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
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Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP
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Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP
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Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP
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Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP
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[Don P.]
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Now eve'body wanna fuckin have they own label
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Wouldn't on the first shit to bring to the table
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They in they own fantasy somethin like a fable
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Handicap situations all disabled
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I shut 'em down, like a computer
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Cause ain't nobody fuckin wit the super producer
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Coreleone [?] (yea), Trill town representatives
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(FUCK Don P!) Man some of y'all too sensitive
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[*gun noises*]
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But ya right, FUCK me! But ain't 'nam day you gon touch me
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Talkin bout, "Don P, why you buckin?
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Man you need to chill out get to the money"
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.....I already got it!
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and I'ma Trill nigga I handle ALL my problems
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Besides, I'm all about respectin
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I'ma man, before anybody checkin
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[Chorus]
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[Lil' Atlanta]
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What you starin at? This ain't no free show
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You gon make me cock back, hit ya ass in the door
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You don't wanna do dat, hear dem thangs clit-clak
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Goes in ya thru the front, comes out thru the back
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Come and make my night! Love to talk but hate to fight
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Was you a bitch? I was a bitch, it don't go away ova night
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Man up motherfucker man up!
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I told you once before motherfucker stand UP!
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[Chorus]
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[Dirty Mouth]
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Now if you niggaz keep playin, you gon make a nigga tear a hole
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Right thru yo chest, is yo flesh, I can see yo soul
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You don't wanna DO dat! I'ma hit you wit a bat
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Talkin all dat shit nigga and I'ma hit you wit da gack
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Seventeen times out da barrel on my .45
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Four plus five equals nine goin thru yo spine
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Sit yo ass down hoe! Make a move you gotta go
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Erase you off da map and beat yo ass at yo own show
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Ain't playin no games wit you lames when it comes to gangsta shit
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Throwin up my middle finger, grabbin on my own dick
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Niggaz thank they slick take yo pick, which one you WANT
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bullets flyin thru yo house or goin straight thru yo door?
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Make yo ass choke wit different strokes of my hand movements
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Say dat your a G, in these streets, man you gotta prove in
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Next, time I see you talkin talkin shit
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I'ma rearrange yo mouth and put yo ass in a ditch, BITCH
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[Chorus]
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["You don't wanna do dat!"]
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Man Up
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| Trillville |
