Tuesday night, I was laid up in the bed
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Tired as hell, I'm hearing voices in my head
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Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door)
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Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that shit no mo'
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Cocked my nine
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I went to peekin' out the blinds
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Thought it was fine
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But at a unexpected time
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The doe (door) flew in, I got a two-story home
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Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on
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Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut
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Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck
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Hit 'em again
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One in the neck, one in the chin
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Then called the Law and said I did they ass in
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[Hook:]
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OK, you wanna play
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You say you know where I stay?
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Well, come today
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Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
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I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
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You bitch you
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OK, you wanna play
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You say you know where I stay?
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Well, come today
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Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
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I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
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You bitch you
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Say whodie, you won't believe what happened to me
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A nigga all in my spot, and he askin' for me
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See I wouldn't at the spot, but my broad was there
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When she hit me on the phone, it's niggas in there
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They knocked me off for a bird and my platinum chain
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Them niggas from round there, they just doin' they thang
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I respect the game
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But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe ass nigga
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I'm gone take car my business
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Next day, broad-daylight, rode the track
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The first nigga looked suspicious had to get in the back
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[Talking]
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Bitch, we ain't straight no mo'
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Hoe we used to have fun, we don't play no mo'
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Them niggas that you run wit, they kicked in my doe
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So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, bitch
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[Hook]
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This situation is a cold thang
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I got to explain
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Cause nigga this a cold game
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I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Raleigh
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But I was moving them thangs, like they was hot tamales
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Well, hot tamales, I played the cards I was dealt
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Because I knew befo' long that they'll hang they self
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I ain't no fool
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Nigga that's why I play it cool
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I know the shit you will and won't try to do
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But what you came in wit, that's what you left wit (AHH HAA)
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Because I'm three steps ahead, it's like you brainless
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I been fuckin' wit money, I been having birds
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I disassociated my self from bad nerves
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Cause once you under pressure, you'll bust trick
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And you the type of nigga that I can't trust bitch
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And the nigga that went, you just a send-out
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I tried to kill yo hoe ass, but you went out, the window, bitch
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[Hook]
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Wanna Play
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Yo Gotti |