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What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga know Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on Nobody you and still you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, keep my distance, my business You, somebody talk, you in they like a dentist We keep it gangsta, mommas it 'cause they know it's real UGK, we keeps it real, mobbin' through the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat when my spill You for it, images without no connect pills We keep it crunk and real niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we and kill
You try to stop it, get yo' broke up in twenty pieces We roll deep in new vehicles wit secret features Game preachers move yo' for you mamasitas We players on the field, y'all niggaz in them
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You what you just done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know you just done, you done shot off nigga
Man, come on now, you done off just like Mike Davis Lost a or his tight-ass shirt when the button pop off You it's snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on Who holds the key? No fucking 'bout it, I the lock off
I the top off, took the comma, period, dot off And ran on wit it and you a whole lot off I'm hot and startin' to boil, don't turn the pot off You just affected wit it, yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all cryin' and wipe yo' snot off Excuses you be for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce Earn yo' position, stop hatin' because you not MJG, pimp tight, I'm movin' yo' off
And I reach, stoppin' yo' plans, fucking yo' plot off I go and I don't sheave and I'm not off And livin' on the rebellin' I'm never dropped off Like Aaron Hall, be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done shot off Fifty, or twenty sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) When the come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done off nigga
Now you can either yo' ego at the do' or let The drama unfold and my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten million sold, I'm only rappin' I want to I got plaques, needless to say, my favorite Rappers told me to get on track and so I did it
wrote my sixteen down and spit it By the end of the you'll say, once again, Ludacris, sit it I'll wipe this wit yo' face and put yo' pride in the trash My career is like my video, I'm showin' my ass
I keeps it, "Gangsta, gangsta!", and shanksters Until you shot off motherfuckers, I'm a you, thank you yo' mouth behind my back until you run out of time but At least yo' talkin' let's me some millions stay on yo' mind
It ain't nothin' wit that tell em grabbin' the thang And I put it to yo' brain and change everything You ever hope fo' wit the .44 you'll be fallin' and yacht Is what I'm drinkin' thinkin' 'bout these pigs chasin' I'm to bring home the bacon
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, or twenty sack, you done shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know you just done, you done shot off nigga
You talkin' down my back (Uh) You shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you just done, you done shot off
You talkin' behind my back (Uh) You done off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you shot off nigga If you fly and got a gun (Uh) the drama come, you run (Uh) You know what you done, you done shot off nigga