*featuring The D Boys
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[Chorus (Baby)]
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I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!)
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You better get to running daddy (Heads up!)
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They walking through the court man (Heads up!)
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You better stash your dope man (Heads up!)
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[Lac]
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I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!)
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You better get to running daddy (Heads up!)
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They walking through the court man (Heads up!)
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You better stash your dope man (Heads up!)
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[Baby]
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Aye, I heard it was a murder (murder)
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Robbing and kidnapping
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Lil one with that jaw jacking
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Saying that he stacking - ain't packing
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That tool go to clapping
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You hear that "click:pow"
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Move out before the "click, click:pow"
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[Stone]
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Man I don't like that nigga anyway
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I heard he been ratting
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[Lac]
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We can drag him to the river Stone
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[Stone]
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Nah, leave him for Atrice
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[Lac]
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Look, I'm a gangsta, hustler, hoodlum (slow down)
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I came with the four pounds (pounds)
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So fucking let it go down (go down)
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I'm tired of them niggas talking
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I'm letting the trigga sparker
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Bull dog barking - Cadillac done did em' awful
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[Baby]
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He ratting, stooping, bitching, and busting balls
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Say Lac, I'ma send this nigga to the mall (It is what it is)
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Its one way in dog - Heads up!
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Grab on them K-9 dogs
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[Chorus]
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[Stone]
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Stunna a street nigga, straight up
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Make him act as money
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And I don't sleep nigga
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I stay up in a black 600
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I play for keeps nigga (so pay up, ain't jacking nothing)
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The price is cheap nigga (Heads up! Crackers coming)
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[Baby]
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See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot
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Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks
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So we change stash spots cause the blocks is hot
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On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots
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[Lac]
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The Caprice's on the block moving slow-ly (slow-ly)
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That's the mother fucking po-lice
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Here come the laws nigga heads up (heads up)
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Better raise up (raise up) Big chips if ya made something
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[Baby]
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Move, move out nigga
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They coming through (what about the traffic daddy?)
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Nigga, fuck you!
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Heads up you know what to do
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You best to break, run, cause nigga they coming through
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[Chorus]
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[Lac]
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They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands
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I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and ran
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I can't afford to be busted til my money advance
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But I'm running with the Birdman - so I'm straight nigga
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[Baby]
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I'm on the block with the rocks and the 44
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Its hot and we still burn a pound of dro'
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Million stashed in the trunk or compartment doors
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A hundred birds stashed in a Bentley four door
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[Stone]
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I'm sticking to Tha G-Code - Tees and Bauts
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Break it up (?) covered in rocks
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Got a bitch on every exit that's holding my blocks
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And I drive a (?) but keep my Lexus by my older shops
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Streets watching - I know that's why I'm on my shit
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When them people riding with four doors - up my click
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Showing them off to rookie cops to watch out for me
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And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from me
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[Chorus (Fades to Baby talking)]
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Heads Up
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Baby AKA The #1 Stunna |