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Oh no! The out I'ma 'bout to punch yo, out Get the fuck back, guard ya There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay I've been and bustin' two And I been of bustin' you ya motherfuckin' forehead And if your jump in, "Oh girl", they'll be mo' dead Causin' confusion, The Peace It's not an illusion, we running the So bye-bye to all you groupies and diggers Is there a on your ass? No nigga! I'm doin' a on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught And you about to get ran the over
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Here I come, I go Uh oh! Don't jump bitch, You see them headlights? You hear fuckin' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm through Hit the stage and the curtains down I the crowd up, that's what I do and successful, a sex symbol The want me to fuck, true true Hold up up, shorty "Oh up, get my dick sucked, what are you doin'?" Side linin' my fuckin' to get my baby child support soon Give me that truck and that rental back Who bought these T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't a fuck But I'ma tell you like bitch You better not walk in front of my bus
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Too bad I'm on the track Beef, got the mack Hit the trunk, the pump pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, showin' out We heard there's out, so we brought the cars out Grab the pills cause we tonight, Beat the outta security for stoppin' tha fight I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, up niggas I'm from the D.E.C., to disrespect D.T.P. And watch the bottles flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, the party So bitch, get out the way hoe All you motherfuckers make way for 2-0 So
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