| Aye Scoob, these niggas' better recognize, nigga
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| On everything I love, nigga
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| Just because I walk around in red bottoms
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| Don’t mean I won’t break they motherfucking jaw
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| Woop woop!
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| It ain’t my fault the bitch say she ain’t naughty
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| And was always available when a nigga would roll through
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| I knew there was some square ass nigga she would go to
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| And trick and do all the shit I would say no to
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| When you done all the shit it takes to make you a block legend
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| Bitches like your baby momma won’t stop pressing
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| Throw away your whole relationship just to taste a sip
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| Be having her on crown, she never taste a crisp
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| Put a flick on her milkbox if she leave with Slick
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| By the time I hit the vallet, she was in my shit
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| Yeah, and your homies was there, but they ain’t say nothing
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| Cause they know what’s gonna rack at the store with the pump fakin'
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| I beat the lane up somewhere when I’m crawling
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| E-40 posse on Broadway, big balling
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| It’s how you see the cup
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| Half empty, half full
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| Never took orders from suckers, who gave these facts, you?
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| You know the Torus full, the poll did the Mac' dance
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| I’m in my Mac' stance
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| Big Scoob, who fucking with blood?
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| Another dirty ass bitch who wants this drink in my cup
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| I’m a one-five villain that connected with the five-six
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| Y’all just immature gangsters, we really from the sticks
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| We really tapped in, streets to the dog house
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| Soft 20 on dog, who from the dog pound?
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| Who that is rolling with the Big Fella?
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| Villain nigga, 'bout the business not a fib teller
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| I been known to get it with it, I’m a night dweller
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| Throwing rocks at the pig, now the pig help ya'
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| Yeah, bitches love me, I’m a heart melter
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| K-9 by design, ghetto rock
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| Have you niggas in positions where they can’t help ya'
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| Have your body with the fishes where they can’t smell ya'
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| Aye slow down, blood
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| If you looking at me wrong, it’ll go down, blood
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| You a pussy feeling reckless, I’ma throw rounds, blood
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| If you thinking you can check it, have a go-round, blood
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what?
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| Who that is rolling with us?
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| I be fucking on them bitches that you wish you could fuck
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| I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
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| Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
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| Say what? |