[verse 1:]
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who da hell wan test me big guns and things
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see me in the source book bitch frozen rings
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never bin a follower always bin a leader
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y'all to need is get down on ya knees
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when you agreed i'm a gangsta
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see me in a ball wit my niggaz
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? dudes ain't afraid to pull da trigger
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get shit trucked ima fuckin' icon
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niggaz in da streets whispering 'bout my rock
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cos i'm da broad from da east
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smelling like gucci and envy linen pants with
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the crease
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ya wanna piece i dont think ya hand ready
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c 55 but i used to push da shell in
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fucked up tracks which y'all just rap
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never touch paper most a y'all just act high these flights pimp rap
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must tell y'all da truth i get it in
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but y'all messed around in da boot
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what da fuck y'all suck comin all y'all smuts
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poppin' up worldwide everywhere like starbucks
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what da fuck y'all suck comin all y'all smuts
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poppin' up worldwide everywhere like starbucks
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[hook:]
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she's a gangsta not a prankster y'all
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not a follower but a leader now can y'all feel dat
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[timbaland:] she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
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[ms jade:] now can y'all feel dat
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[timbaland:] she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
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[verse 2:]
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i got a sick giff, roll me a big spliff,
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crazy when da mic palm in my black fist
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you do it like you, i do it like dis
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ms jade powerful da project piss
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now how y'all want play, spit it for da big pay
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i leave dat ass up in smoke like eminem and dre
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semi auto a.k, do da shit da philly way
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we roll out the ? just to get away
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best 'bout time we settle this
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up in da club throwin' bows acting ghetto-ish
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and if i stop i'm a still be a rebel chick,
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hey you fuckas lookin' quick
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puffin' in a tin of it be da case like puffy did
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legistyle i'm poppin' big, when i'm gone trust me i'm a still live
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take but i'd rather give you fuckin' with the bigger kids,
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bigger ones, bigger funs, bigger foods,
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timbaland give the beats
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[hook x1]
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[verse 3:]
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choosing down 95 with a cup in my hand
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hot grills large bills top up in da rubber band
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got da anger math, wont let 'em burn me out
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'cos i'ma strong black women ya grown black woman
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games do i really play 9-5 bin paid
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pills are da grim shit, never fuck widda trays
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i don't care if it bothers you i'm still gon blaze
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so sick like a virus that never goes away
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hey hold ya breath you can smell da success
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spit 16 if da pit pat on your chest
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yes i'm so blessed ya cats is so stressed
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yeh da streets bin talkin' 'bout my pin a due da rest
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future mapped out, money linked all in
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i'm a saturate da game then sink y'all in
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snakes fates and dick riders what i despise
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out to take it all over and will not compromise
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[hook x2]
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She's A Gangsta
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Ms. Jade |