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[Verse 1] I`m at the club thugged out, Tommy from head to toe Smokin` on that green leaf, mackin` me hoe Hangin` in the door, had to decide I`m real thuggish Niggas be hatin` that shit cause they bitches, they love us I`m grilled up across the top, representin` the South Where ya quick to get broke off if ya runnin` ya mouth It ain`t no doubt about these killers, if ya call em` they comin` Gun shots at all the hot spots keep niggas runnin` I`m at the bar gettin` fucked up, sippin` on me some Hen Tryin` to mack to this bitch with this dyke ass friend I told that dyke ho "Why don`t you carry yo punk ass on" That bitch decided to say something smart and I knew it was on I swat the ho out, the punk must have thought she was pimpin` Here ths bitch come again with about seven, eight niggas I told these tricks "I`m outside if you comin` with anna" I poped the trunk and lit that bitch up like "The Star-Spangled Banner"
[Hook x2] Cause see we buck up in this bitch Fixin` to tear up some shit Better call 5-0 if you wanna survive ho Shit, it ain`t no stoppin` once the units get poppin` Spit rounds, into the ground is where them bodies be droppin`
[Verse 2] I`m on the strip ridin` clean on a Saturday night Street lights got me flickin` plus I keep my shit tight Black Magic sprayed on the tires, my Vogues like jewels now Drivin` them hoes crazy, they wanna come to me now I`m by myself, ridin` solo with that yok in my lap In this town you got niggas that jack for shit and get snapped You can tell when you see em` they be more ready to scuffle Tail lights out, no tags and they missin` a muffler I drop the top and I`m lookin` in my rear-view mirror I seen some niggas look like jackers comin` up from the rear I put that yok in my back, I knew they wouldn`t get far One nigga met up with that unit and told me get out the car I acted scared, put my hands up and I got out the ride I waited good until his trick ass nigga got up inside He tried to pull out, I bucked his ass twice in the head Shot up they clicked and peeped em` twice to make sure they was dead
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[Verse 2] I`m in the park with my niggas smokin` on Optimos Drinkin` Moet, trippin` off these broke ass hoes These suckers puttin` on a show tryin` to impress these bitches Drivin` all outta control, bouncin` like they got switches If they hit my shit, I`ma rip a hole in they ass They let excitement from speedin` take control of they ass Just as I said it, some nigga ran into me with his Chevy I grabbed that fuckin` yok and told them bitches get ready I jumped out and didn`t ask questions All you see was that fire jumpin` out that Smith-N-Wesson I blowed his ass off and now it`s time to bounce from the scene Before I smashed off I hit another blunt from that green I started smokin` like ain`t nothin` happen One thing about it, if it`s drama then I`m cappin` Don`t play no games, if you do you might get sprayed quick Fuckin` aroun and I`m down with this gangsta shit Get cho` wig split
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