[Chorus: Yung Joc]
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Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
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Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
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Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
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Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
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I'm ready, when you ready
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If yall ready, well nigga we ready
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I'm ready, if you ready
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When yall ready, nigga we ready
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[Verse 1: Big Gee]
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A, who, I got a tag on my head dey wanna kill me
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A couple tones and I kick dem niggas remember me
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Dem niggas scared of me, dey don't wanna see my crew
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Dey talkin in code he sayin what dey finna do
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I let dem killas loose, try me Imma finish you
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Fuck it won't you say it den, motha fucka spray me den
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Where da hell Zone 3, damn there go Big Gee
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Homegrown red dirt, watch on head buss
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Why home tried us, I'd unside us
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Find on da blind side, half em tied up
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Task folks tried us, masked up 9 up
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Masked up, Blast up, Ass up partna
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Give a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland
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Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land
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Ya already know my name, hood dey call me Big Gee
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Wit panicles on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3 (Edge)
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[Chorus: Yung Joc]
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Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
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Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
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Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
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Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
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I'm ready, when you ready
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If yall ready, well nigga we ready
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I'm ready, if you ready
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When yall ready, nigga we ready
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[Verse 2: Yung Joc]
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I got a mean appetite call me Starvin Marvin
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Cuz I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin
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Chop neva scarred, not by far ho
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Da chopper spell my name out in yo Monte Carlo
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Suggest you keep it cool, keep it on da up and up
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Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest gone open up
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I leave ya shirt wet, like Slip N' Slide
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Fuck wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65
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5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a fair one, and hommie look what you dun done
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Now ya talking loud while ya runnin to ya car
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Before ya pop ya trunk, Imma have to pull ya card
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At the Amoco, over there on Boulevard
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Somebody call the cops cuz I'm finna catch a charge
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Ya tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Street
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Now ya slumped on ya front seats somewhere on Front Street
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[Chorus: Yung Joc]
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Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
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Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
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Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
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Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
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I'm ready, when you ready
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If yall ready, well nigga we ready
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I'm ready, if you ready
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When yall ready, nigga we ready
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[Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe]
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I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house
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First nigga move, turn into da Slaughterhouse
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Dats a lot of beef, ya shouldn't run ya mouth
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I got some killas on da West dat'll make ya walk it out
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Snap ya neck pussy nigga make ya lean back
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Big mess in da car couldn't clean dat
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Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get some feedback
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Hit da safe house, where da dope and da weed at
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Monkey niggas in da game, yall orangutan
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I'm Gorilla, civil back pentane
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45 spifin with some black John Wayne
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If a nigga wanna test em man dey wouldn't find a thang
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I don't give a dam, about you rappas feelins
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Aint nobody feedin me but junior hoes aint weed
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If you want it you can get it man, in case you get to squealin
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Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, Back in Da Chevy and we dealin
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[Chorus: Yung Joc]
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Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
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Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
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Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up
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Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up
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I'm ready, when you ready
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If yall ready, well nigga we ready
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I'm ready, if you ready
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When yall ready, nigga we ready
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We Ready
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Boyz N Da Hood |