[Meek Mill:]
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You gonna do somethin to
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Who (who), What (what), When (when).
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Never that,
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If they got a problem,
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Tell em call me we can settle that.
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Matter of fact,
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You ain't gotta them em,
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I'll tell em that (I'll tell em).
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And if these niggas trippin we gon slide down where they mother at.
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Ak-47 with the double strap,
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Got your sister at the funeral,
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Saying bring my rubber back.
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Ya'll niggas fuckin with the wrong one
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Yea I gotta short temper,
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But I got a long gun
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Call the mac the chicken wing cause it got it's own drum
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I know these niggas sick of me
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Cause I done had a long run
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Countin all this money,
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Fuckin all these hoes.
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They was lookin at me funny
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When I pulled up in that rolls
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Ya'll good for talkin on Twitter (twitter)
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We good for sparkin on niggas (sparkin)
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Broad day,
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Walk up on a niggas have that homicide
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You gonna put the chopper on a nigga
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[Hook T.I.]
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Hey, you gon do somethin to
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Who, What, When.
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You say you want it with
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Who, What, When.
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Them shots come in with
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Who, What, When.
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You were sayin that to
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Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
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Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
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Cause I'm a up that strap,
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You crossed the line.
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Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
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When I choose shit on a corpse,
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Hide head with the two
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[T.I.:]
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Where you can find me,
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You can find me,
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At the top of the list.
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And if they ever let me in I ain't stoppin for shit.
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See that motivation make you say I'm cocky as shit.
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Watever, fuck it tell em suck and help part of my dick.
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Now a day, play, I coulda possibly get em, get paid.
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Get out the Maybach and go hop in the jet
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Know they hatin on the rise and the chilled I spin.
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In the Phantom, I'm lookin fly in whatever I'm in
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Mostly you big niggas soft like the Michelin man.
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When you see other niggas standin with a pencil in hand
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Carry me on stage rappin with my dick in my hand.
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Tryna distiguish the difference between a bitch and a fan
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Outa bed, rolled one homie, never again,
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Cause I sold dough once now I sell it again
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Fur weed 500, I sell it again
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Tell the mice mane win let the elfs keep sayin
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[Hook T.I.]
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Hey, you gon do somethin to
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Who, What, When.
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You say you want it with
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Who, What, When.
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Them shots come in with
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Who, What, When.
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You were sayin that to
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Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
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Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
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Cause I'm a up that strap,
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You crossed the line.
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Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
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When I choose shit on a corpse,
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Hide head with the two
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[Young Booke:]
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I'm ballin half around, half a jet, nigga pound for pound
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Only time we showin up, the shut this motha fucker down
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Ridin round in the Kia, no spare tires
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Chopper round shots fired,
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Nigga flatlines zip came to it and keep the powder savoral.
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Drive bys on dirt bike with Meek Milli O.
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Crow rock shells,
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I bleach em and watch em fade away.
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And leave a nigga block,
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Wetter than a rainy day
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West beat Beavis when you scared to leave the crib.
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Guzzi and he inspired for some of the dolla mill.
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I'm worth mills and I beat a niggas ass still
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Ya'll niggas get wasted I ain't talkin spilled bills.
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School a hunt knox I'm a hate a cheetah.
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One ya a dick sucka get your head up with the nina
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And YM still strapped snookin with the cleava.
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Ya best bet: to run the other way when I see ya
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[Hook T.I.]
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Hey, you gon do somethin to
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Who, What, When.
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You say you want it with
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Who, What, When.
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Them shots come in with
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Who, What, When.
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You were sayin that to
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Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
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Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
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Cause I'm a up that strap,
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You crossed the line.
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Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
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When I choose shit on a corpse,
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Hide head with the two
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Who What When
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| T.I. |
