[Webbie Talking]
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Boosie I swear to God Ima hurt one of these bitch azz niggaz out here
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Trill Entertainment Young Savage nigga im Webbie ya heard me look
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[Verse 1:]
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I fuck a bitch till she real tired
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and i aint fuckin wit her less she real fine i gotta lot money i aint gotta lie play me on dat funny
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style nigga gotta die why u spit dat nut out bitch apologize its real deal pimp shit bitch recognize bitch
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say get her some shoes then i reply all u get is a big dick dat circumsized boosie dat 745 hurt they eyez
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u know dat LI so ima get dat other kind im mothafuckin straight gangsta dat who is i get outta line ima
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spank ya dont even try murda murda kill kill all in my eyez me i take dat beef shit and tenderize it i got
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some fuckin skeletons all in my closet and it no class experiment some missing bodies
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[Chorus]
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U want beef (I got dat)
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Dope (I got dat)
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hoes (I got dat)
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Dro (I got dat)
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Money (I got dat)
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Cars (I got dat)
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Pistol (I got dat)
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Niggaz (Get shot at)
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[Verse 2:]
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I know u heard to me that beef aint nothin but a word ya heard i creep and serve bullets they swerve and
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calm ya nerves fuck u nigga i aint throwin no slurs all i know is streets and birds broads and cars and
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malls big splurs i used to steal wallets and purses now i feel wallets and purses all the real niggaz
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while off my verses boot up retarded and send boys to hurses dont get me started cause boy i might hurt ya
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junkie alcoholics ill woop ya ass purple slap ya and kick ya and treat you like urkle slang u and bang u
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no i dont think u heard me ku klux klan hang u the light u and burn u young savage what u wan do nigga
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[Chorus]
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U wan beef (I got dat)
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Dope (I got dat)
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Hoes (I got dat)
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Dro (I got dat)
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Money (I got dat)
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Cars (I got dat)
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Pistol (I got dat)
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Niggaz (Get shot at)
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[Verse 3:]
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[Boosie]
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Yo we come threw we stomp u, u owe us we trunk u we soldiers who gon to knock a fuckin don loose ima
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always be a savage ima always toat dat plastic ima always be smart yeah boosie always wearin' masks im gon
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always hit dat classic gon hold BR down with a wip so sick dat make u boys turn around now we burnin off
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da ground the sickest in the town boosie and webbie got dat crown u other niggaz bow down to the beat of
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some youngsta who don't sleep we body bad these niggaz then we toe tag they feet, fuckin in da back sea,t we aint playin
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wit no rookie u take dis money and we gon throw a party on dat pussy my life style is too cold my niggaz
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we run threw hoes, passin down like newports and rockin dem like new bauds we served by the case loads
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we leanin like dem Texas boys and we dont kay roll dis shit we aint tryna stretch ya boy if u know me u
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know me from gettin loaded u know me from lookin sported u know me from pistol toatin u know me from candy
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coatin my cars rollin wit superstars bondin my niggaz out when they be stretchin behind bars (thug life)
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I Got That
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| Webbie |
