[Intro:]
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It's really a fucking shame how these niggas think they better than me
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I mean, I'm not signed to anything but, I'm just saying like
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You wanna battle? I'm a just go punch lines, maybe you think twice
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[Verse 1:]
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Oh, if you got beef, you know where he at
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With the heavy arms, body parts I detatch
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Hungry like a pitbull the way that I react
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Eat ya for dinner I skin 'em, yeah that's a pre-fact
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Now give me time to reach into the briefcase
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Got so much money, it's like an open freeway
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Switch lanes flip me off, model bitches get me off
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I'm a target, which one of you bitch niggas gon' hit me dog
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I pull out she make me soft, wipe you down with a cloth
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And it better be Taylor bitch
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Cause I'm McCain to all you Sarah Palins bitch
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In the yacht when it's hot see me sailin rich
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Go back, switching lanes
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DB9, they do bad, he be fine, she be mine, and she'd be mom
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Flippin quarters while I'm stepping on these dimes
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Jewelery, the sun shines, so they be blind, put your glasses on
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Titties on the glass, girl put your asses on
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Born and raised without a pops nigga put the bastard on
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Yeah I'm starving like I'm fucking fasting homes
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Better put your hands up, skerr, I crash the song
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And I must be hotter
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And if they say shoot me, best believe I shot 'em
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Got 'em, mothafucka I pop 'em like a pill
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And I will pop 'em like a fucking wheel, I'm I'll
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[Hook:]
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You can make your music cause I'm gonna make mine anyway
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If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
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If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
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I'm a stack my chips and I'm a make my paper anyway
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You could get it anyday, you could get it anyway
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I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
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I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
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I'm a fucking throw a fuckin' tantrum, tantrum
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[Verse 2:]
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Yeah, you niggas don't want beef
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Cause I'm Hodgy Beats coming from them Dena streets
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If a nigga want heat, he gone really get it
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If this bitch think she getting money, she can really quit it
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I'm with it, I'm just kidding, I'm not fucking with it
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Cause she probley got diseases in the clitoris
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Tickets, I'm a get it, by the cops better not
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But it's nice when I tie them on the spot
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I'm just chilling, I'm just thrilling, I'm just grilling, mothafuckas
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On your face it look like you been grilling mothafucka
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Cause you blacker than a mothafucka, better back up
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Or I'm a get strapped like a mothafucka, you get clapped like a mothafucka
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Mothafucka, you think I'm fuking joking?
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But I choke your ass out, mothafucka choke him
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Choke him like he been lynch
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And yeah, I ain't a shit, so I walk with a stinch
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And a limp, cause I'm a motha-mothafuckin' pimp
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I don't give a fuck, my name gon' be on mothafuckin' blimps and shit
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I'm just freestyling straight wiling
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Niggas acting like I lay plans like I'm tiling
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Yeah, I do, but I'm mothafuckin' wild
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And I spoke black and mild, but I'm black and wilding out
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Cannon
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Hodgy Beats |