[First Verse-Tec-9]
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I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four ten
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Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
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Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
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Went through the 17th and couldn't even find ya
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Come to find out, that you were fat mouthin' and you'z a hoe
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The only time you seen the 17th is at a show
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Jealous muthafuckas wanna be like me
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I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
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You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
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Before I get a bag of that fire and wait outside your house
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Nigga, I catch a drain, ain't no motive, ain't no blame on what I do ya
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Cuz I'ma fuck over you
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Now what's up? Cuz I don't think you ready to see no blood
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Fuck all that asshole and leave ya fuckin' head swollen
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I hit like floods, better yet, I stick like mud
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Them bitches P-N-C, I leave'em in a pool of blood
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Partners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches, y'all some snitches
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You stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches
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[2nd Verse-B.G.]
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Partners you bet not do no crime,
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Get no time and go to JAIL
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Cuz in that two man cell, best believe you gone get NAILED
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Mystikal you'z a hoe, it's time I Iet'cha know
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Y'all ain't ready for Local five, got a boot camp fulla hoes
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I'm gat totin', ready to leave your heart open
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Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
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Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig split
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Y'all represent a 17th set that don't even exist
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Now that's a shame, you reppin' just to get a name
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You can't survive in this game cuz you niggas lame
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I'm ready to take it to some "G" shit, street shit
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Where caps get peeled, and wigs bound to get split
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I'm off Valence, ain't no doubt this B.G. ain't real
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I'm bout to *hic* hiccup some bullets out my fuckin' steel
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Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
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>From this clown that's gonna put you six in the ground.
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It's time a nigga put Big Boy where the fuck they belong
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Rollin' wit Tec-9 snortin' dope best believe it's on
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[Chorus-Tec-9]
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Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin' but bitches
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Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
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[Chorus-Lil Wayne]
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Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
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[Chorus-B.G.]
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You can jump up on this dick, like a morphodyke, BIATCH!
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[Chorus]
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[3rd Verse-Lil' Wayne]
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Say "Ah ha, Ah ha", yeah you thought it was funny
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When you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front, on Ca$h Money
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You must have been jealous of that title that we holdin'
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Try to rep on that Local 580
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You must have been too loaded, too loaded, too loaded
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They tried to pull a lil' stunt, on that Local 580
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Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and Baby
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They put that whole CMR all up in they rap
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They had us on they first tape and they proceed to sweat
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So let's show them wannabes what we made of nigga
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Try to knock a B.G., I'ma spray a nigga
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Swear to God you was hard, but you don't want none of me
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Cuz I'm a little-bitty killa off Amelia East
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So put two and fall, see I ain't with that boy
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Cuz all I do is grab my 9 and break a nigga off
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Somethin' proper, I will make you droppa
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I'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppa
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This is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'
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Tryed to rock the crowd for the turf but couldn't make it
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It was complicated so how you gonna rock them?
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While they was busy doin' the Hike and Eddie Bow'n
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I'ma stand my ground even though you try to bring me down
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Cuz I'ma Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown, and I'm bout it
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Nigga you know you not bout it,
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Come around my way I'ma have to get ROWDY
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[4th Verse-B.G.]
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Damn, I hate a busta bitch talkin' shit
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But when drama time come they scared to do it
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Throw them thangs talkin' hard in the Mic
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Say it in my face, be a man, and let's fight
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Take it to the street with a real baby G
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I'ma show ya I came bust caps send ya six feet
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I ain't bout none of that playin' or assholin'
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Nigga I'm splittin' wigs, leavin' heads swollen
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Mystikal slippin' and on the pavement you get laid
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Light up through ya hoe, I'ma grab you by them dookey braids
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Put'cha head down, cuz I heard about'cha
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In Desert Storm, Uncle Sam got that mouth up out'cha
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So let me get that out'cha bitch,
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I'ma run in your shit, cuz I'm a 13th nigga and I'm bout |