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[ A.G. ] Now once I flick my bick, and the dutch get lit Bloodeye spit, like you bust my shit Will it never happen, I`m forever rappin` I clap `em, and dead `em Send `em home packing, for acting The black`s in Ease the pain just like tunacting Honey is fine as a fuck, plus she snuck the mack in Guess what, next up, she turn assassin Along with, thirty of my dirty niggaz, blastin` I hear em platinum callin`, and worldwide touring You want hoes? Come to any show I`m performing You rob me tonight? You want make it to the morning Rolled up on `em, when this killers froze up on `em And I came with a whole truck for `em Try to tell `em, that he got no bucks they won`t bust for `em And if shit get hectic, I`m calling mo` niggaz Goldgetters, golddiggaz get no liquors But no weed, we hold figgaz And we so cheat (?), and we hold heat
[ Chorus ] [ 2x ] It was a weekend night and my niggas is chilling Burners in the bushes and the Lexus spilling Blunts getting blazed, mad chicks is tripping My niggas get ya dirt on
[ A.G. ] Now some cats in the hood wear shorts for draws Sweats for longjohns, tryin` to get their warm on I`m strong on, any song I perform on Get papes, celebrate like the date I was born on I spit blood and get love, sip Bud and flip cus them niggas wanna leave me twisted like the spliff does But I react, hoes in ya head watch ya shit flood Like Noa`s Ark, blunts burnin` like Jona Fark (?) I squeeze with ease like Tone and Mark We (?) demolish straight from (?) Deeper than knowledge Equipped to speak at ya college You kill me fronting when I`m for really coming Carravans packed up with my mans in `em `Cause I really want em It`s all good like Willy Hunting Watch my diamonds glitter, I sit back and really realize That I`m the nigga, they wanna know me If you feel me, come show me Is it really real? Or `cause I know Pun and Joey Yeah my shit shine my sunny Rolly It couldn`t hold me, if you was thick like Shaq or quick like Kobe Show & A get the love, my niggaz mix the ? with the Bud Show the dirty don and mister Mud Chicks give quickies and flicks in clubs, so hit the dutch And if shit get hectic, I`m calling mo` niggaz Goldgetters, golddiggaz get no liquors But no weed, we hold figgaz And we so cheat (?), and we hold heat
[ Chorus ] [ 2x ] It was a weekend night and my niggas is chilling Burners in the bushes and the Lexus spilling Blunts getting blazed, mad chicks is tripping My niggas get ya dirt on
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