[Juvenile]
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Put a limit to tha bullshit and give me some space
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Nigga recognize tha G in me when I'm tha place
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I'll get mad and deliberately spit in yo face
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I ain't no pretty boy nigga I'm a felony case
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My daddy was slangin iron back in '78
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Is you listenin to it nigga I'm I settin you straight
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Tha next one of you niggas that come at me sideways
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We'll be entertained wit 4 or 5 K's
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Probably might get killed in 4 or 5 ways
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Probably won't be found fo bout 4 or 5 days
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Lil Wheezy in tha pen fo bout 4 or 5 days
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Look he ain't in tha hood fo bout 4 or 5 days
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Better not tell me shit when I'm upset
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Cause I'll catch a flashback and all of y'all would get wet
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Around tha way they call me Slap and Pop
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Cause I'll slap a clip up in mac and let it pop
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[Baby]
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Look nigga if you pull that bitch, you betta shoot that bitch
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Reppin fo them hoes that get their wigs split quick
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If you abusin that shit, you probably shootin that shit
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I'm Mr. Bling Bling nigga fuck that shit
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You could find me in my Rover gettin head from a bitch
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You could catch me on tha block breakin bread wit tha click
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You could find me in tha lot buyin a matchin six
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Lorenzo kit wit buttons on that bitch
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I hit a pawn shop and buy a gat for tha click
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Nigga ask tha Ruff Ryders if you real wit it slick
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I took them to tha mansion that's paid out slick
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Wit them Hummers, Bentleys and Jags and this bitch
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I'm tha numba one wodie I don't talk no shit
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Look at all this ice and how I'm poppin this shit
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Nigga grease me up or I'll stick you up
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Nigga put yo hands up befo I fuck you up
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[Lil Wayne] (Hook Repeat 2x)
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Now What's up wit dat
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Cause you know us don't play
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We bust tha gat
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It got ice all over wit dubs to match
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You catch us on yo block late dressed up in black
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Now What's Up wit dat
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[Mannie Fresh]
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It's like ruff, rugged, raw
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Fuckin on tha interstate in a brand new car
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Fo my niggas I'm ruff, rugged, wild
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Strawberry kool-aid mixed wit Cristal
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W-W-W dot fresh dot com
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You deal wit me Lil Daddy I guarantee
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That am......gone put yo ass on front of a white T
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XXL choker neck playboy or V
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[Lil Wayne]
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Now I be creepin through tha back wit tha chrome plate in
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Simmy auto, Tec let's get on baby
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Now have they seen me in a seat Mer-cedes
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Wit yo wife in a car wit yo babies
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I'm a hot fire boy and I'm gonna let em burn
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Straight from tha 17th point of no return
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And I scerm thru traffic in a Porsche on factories
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Hennessy in back of me
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Now I'm feelin accurate
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Ice blingin hard suddently the light captured it
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Don't try me or yo moms die from a freak accident
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OH NO! could it stop but I got this big ol' 4-4 (gun sound) pop
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And I'm gonna chopped this whole ki into a lotta lumps
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Next time you see me I'll have money like Donald Trump
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I'm off tha heezy it could be nite, day i'm still creepin
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In a light grey Lamborghini it's Lil Wheezy
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What's Up Wit Dat
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| Juvenile |
