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(Krazy)
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What what what what what
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(Chorus)
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(Krazy)
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Who talkin noise?
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We makin noise
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504 boy
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Playin with them big toys
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(X4)
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(Mac)
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Look
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Motherfuckers its mac
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The one who pump slugs in your back
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Lyrical attacka
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Keep it ghetto like black lacqua
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Camo'd assasin
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To the best (?) the epitomy
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Of a soulja
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Bustin like I got chips up on my shoulda
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Hold your horses
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I come through like "whatchu wanna do?"
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Murder who?
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I kill that whole crew with a 2-2
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These niggaz rookie
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I crush em like pink cookies
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Dont fuck with me
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When im broke
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Pissed off
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And my bitch aint given me no nookie
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Kinda glad P took me
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Off the streets to make duckies
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Now I take supermodels to hotels
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And make whoopie
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Pull they hair
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Call em out they names
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Dont you like that?
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Then I give my lil sister the cash
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So she strike that
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Niggaz like mac
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Rock mercedez benz toe bustas
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And I only shop at them military
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Stores cousin
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Solja rag on my eyes till I die
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Nigga what?
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Im a Tank Dogg
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These niggaz is just mutts
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(ARF!)
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(Chorus)(X2)
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(Krazy)
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My nigga Jeff just got 30 years
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Fuck MC
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Went in a house
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Found a safe with about 3 bricks
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Thats that punk bitch Deuce-A
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Sweatin my niggaz
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He wont rest until my whole click's
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Doin some figgaz
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Can we ride on my enemy's late tonite?
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A young nigga
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With a .45
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Bustin on site
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What I might
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Is whether (?) bleed with passion
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See this drug game to me
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Is like a fatal attraction
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Salvation from this life
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Thats what I need
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See these jealous ass niggaz
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Wont let me breathe
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Will I succeed in this cold world?
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Pray for me please
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I dont get caught up in this rap life
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A dying disease
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Over seas is where they come from
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We know who sent them
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If them bitches six-teenth
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I believe ill get them
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I aint fuckin with no new niggaz
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Believe im ballin
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If I ever go to jail
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Big Boz im callin
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Will my real niggaz ride for me?
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Believe they will
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If I get killed
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Bring me back to the IvoryVille
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Nigga
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(Chorus)(X2)
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(D.I.G.)
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They say only god can judge me
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My peepz say "yeah there be world war 3
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Prolly in the year 2 G
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But livin this street life
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Im thuggin and ready to rumble
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With any nigga that ready to tussle
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Motherfucker
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I feel as if im at the edge of my life
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So I give it to them raw
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In the heat of the night
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I aint hard to find
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Im the nigga with the two 9's
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Next to the Last Don
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Nigga thugged out for mine
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A Made Man
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The Bossalinie of the scenery
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And be full of that greenery
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When you peepin me
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Im full of that crime family
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Im on the grind and I can handle that
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I aint trappin
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I gotta weigh that shake
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Ima hit them with these ghetto ingredients
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Some ghetto dope
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Go round tweekin
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And get D.I.G.
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Thats me im a young nigga
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Fuck around with me dog
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And y'all get done nigga
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(Chorus) (X4)
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Big Toys
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| 504 Boyz |
