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(Whomp, whomp)
What you ride What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)
What you for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)

by the ki, the language when you call on a G
Prices cut when you on me
Sleepy I'll all over your jones, holla at my cousin for zones
He don't communicate with Fiend unless buildin' a home
Hustler kill on his momma, he short me
him in his heart then go take it to heart, see gon' mob me
Ghetto red hot, seventeen ward
Yes, I issue shit for you to cop, then store it by the docks

the gun if you can't afford cops
So ain't no tellin' your boy rots
I employ Rotts that be off the rocks
Speak in fives, like gimme you got
And still pop a ass from the rooftop
And still catch the 'Kiss performance with The L.O.X.
We real raw, my dog collar with the R and R
Fuck with me, you blow up with car like dog

How I don't stop in this
You wanna get in and get gone, gotta get my thug on
You wanna Okay, alright, bring it on
Touch me, you
(Boy)
I'm a you gaseous
(Uh huh)
I'm a ghetto bastard if I want it let me it
(Woo!)
You play the game raw, I make a mess
(Blaow!)
You play thug in the streets, I'm at your chest
(Nigga)

You about me boy, you don't want no drama
I make it hard for you to in the streets
While finessin' your baby momma, my mind shawty
While you that X, I'ma pop yo' chest
And leave you dead in the party like wet
That's what when you flex
In the A-T-L shawty be caught in the hype
I make two phone from a pay phone and there go your life

What you for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)
you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)

you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)
What you for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)

I, lock shit like a, big nigga
mackin' with no, fake shit nigga
Coast to coast tossin' hoes with my clique
Stick my clip in, and do a hit for nigga
Dirty money, the only way for this
Hustle after hustle, tryin' to be a nigga
If I get caught up, I'll never be a snitch
We pimpin' hard charge it all to a bitch

Under my denim is a big fo'-fifth
Fuckin' me is like, jumpin' off a cliff nigga
And I don't practice I was with this gift nigga
Pure from my brain to my lips nigga
green takes my mind on a trip nigga
In A-T-L I get my Gucci down at Phipps
We call 'em slabs in New York, they call 'em whips
One hundred baby, Eightball dip nigga
Uh, uh, uh uh uh

Uh, uh, yo when I'm loadin' the clips, niggaz I hate, be on 'em
That's why I stopped coppin' the guns safeties on 'em
When I down, call me up, I'm on the porch
the mac, servin' niggaz "Eightballs" and up
You wanna know why niggaz is broke, because they money
The rims that I'm sittin' on is in they late
Bitches wanna see me at 'em, throw a dollar at 'em and
If they hustle throw some or some powder at 'em
This is for my niggaz

Gold and ice in they mouth niggaz
Let's ride out
Everybody gon' the bitches
Until they realize, bullets follow the stitches
On the other hand, shit is real low, it's a fact
Nine out of ten niggaz mouths get 'em killed
What you ride What you die for?
'Cause I got some niggaz and some bitches that's my word I kill for

What you ride for? you die for? Bounce!
I got niggaz that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)
you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)

What you ride for? What you die Bounce!
I got niggaz that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die Bounce!
I got some bitches ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)