| You gone take them 5? |
| Or you gone take them to the trial?
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| And go get denied?
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| By that probation and you just got, caught with that fry
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| That alibi ain’t gone work,
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| Ain’t it somethin’how them niggas from out that three be doin’that dirt?
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| Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four,
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| Then you can go in them hallways and smoke that fire all day
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| Shhhh… be quiet,
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| Tonight is the night that we ride,
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| Thirty camoflauge hummers with niggas inside
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| With choppers, doin', surgery on bodies like head doctors
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| Be quiet, cuz they mad tonight, we gone act a ass tonight,
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| I’ma take a body to that project for a sacrifice,
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| That Calliope got that dope for less,
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| Fuck around that bitch if you want, and get left,
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| Brains hangin’off the steps, people cryin',
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| Second line, T-shirtin', feet hurtin’from all of that twerkin'
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| Calliope thug
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| 3rd Ward Solja
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| Melphanine thug
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| 3rd Ward Solja
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| P-S-E thugs
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| 3rd Ward Solja
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| Wild Magnolia
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| 3rd Ward Solja
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| Second Verse:
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| I’m an optimal smokin', chopper totin',
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| Bustin’caps wide open,
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| Top of line coatin', reebok sportin',
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| Expedition corner spender,
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| Big fine woman bender, put the weight in the blender
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| Got big bags by rillas,
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| Shiesty like a splinter, and empty out the braids in the center,
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| U.P.T. |
| fader remember,
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| Follow me, follow me,
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| Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys…
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| Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy
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| Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys…
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| Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy
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| Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys…
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| Run up on P-S-E and you will get stopped boy
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| Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys…
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| Run up on the third and you will get stopped boy
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| Follow me now bitches we be some Hot Boys…
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| Run up on the U and you will get stopped boy
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| Third Verse
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| I’m from the seventh ward, and I believe in God,
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| I drive seven thirty-five's and I love these broads
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| I wear Girbaud jeans, and I bought my green,
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| Camoflauge over our eyes that’s how we do these things,
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| I run with Juvenile, that nigga so wild,
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| Get buck like the fuck I’m glad I use Dial,
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| Now who the fuck I are? |
| I’m a superstar
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| Ca$h Money rules everything around me bruh
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| Shop on that R&, shop in the Lio and Josephine,
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| Shop in that Nolia, that Valence Street and P-S-E,
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| They got some Hot Boys that represent that U.P.T.,
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| And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees
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| Shop on that R&, shop in that Lio and Josephine,
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| Shop in that Nolia, that Valence Street and P-S-E,
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| That got some Hot Boys that represent that U.P.T.,
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| And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees
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| Gert-Town, Downtown, and Holly Grove can’t fuck with the Melph and the Calio
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| I told ya, I told ya, them boys don’t want beef with the Nolia,
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| And I warned ya, and I warned ya,
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| Can’t fuck with that 10th ward St. Thomas,
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| And on the V.L., and on the V.L., can’t fuck with them boys on V.L.
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| Apple and Eagle so real they come, that’s the only real niggas in Carrollton,
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| Gert-Town, Downtown and Holly Grove can’t fuck with the Melph and the Calio
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| I told ya, I told ya, them boys don’t want beef with that Nolia,
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| And I warned ya, and I warned ya,
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| Can’t fuck with that 10th Ward St. Thomas
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| 3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
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| 3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
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| 3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
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| 3rd Ward hoe, Mac and the Melph, Calio
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| Lights on, mask on creep silent,
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| Lights gone, we done left your block quiet,
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| Lights on, mask on creep silent,
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| Lights gone, we done left your block quiet,
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| What you niggas know about them 3rd Ward thugs?
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| What you niggas know about them Holly Grove?
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| What you niggas know about them Hot Boy thugs?
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| What you niggas know about CMR thugs?
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| Ahhh, you bitch you |