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Correct What Cha Starin' At Lyrics
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Correct What Cha Starin' At
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(feat. Young Jeezy, Lil' Jon & Project Pat) Yeah I see you pussy niggas (i see ya) I see all yall pussy niggas (i see all you fucken niggas) Checken us out and shit(yeah) Nigga always wanna hate on mutha fucken nigga(always fucken haten) Cause a nigga got theses hoes (know what I'm talken about)I got em all Got these five golds in my mouth(yeey know) I'm smoken that good weed And I got plenty of mutha fucken money(fuck nigga) [Chrous: x2] Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Project pata pistol packa skull craka In the vip buying goose like a choppa Green smoka purple cush blunt rolla Always needen change I'm a big face folda Dope holden 44 is enforcen A punk tried me once left him headless like a horsemen(horsemen) Watcha lookin at boy as I'm walkin by In the club in my face bout to blow my high Pop the pill why you mugen and I'm grooven Unless you wanna die my nigga keep it movin Cause we shoot first and ask questions later Had your skull leaking like a busted tomater [Chrous: x2] Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Every body in my click we dra- a -ank Every body in my click got ba -a -ank Everybody in my click we ba -a -all Gold teeth niggas comin strait from no -o -orth Every day we hustlin just like rick ro -o -oss Every day we strugglin and every day we snu -you -ull These niggas can't fuck my hood we de -e -eep The last thing youll see is the bottom of my fe -e -eet Now let my fame begin I'm born and breed up in the city of sin The dirty dime know that memphis ten Where my niggas get doe stuffed it right up their nose Take the cush break down sprinkle it sacred loads Where the homies ride high with the bump (eveerp) back Sometimes might ride with a body (eveerp) back When we clinked in the club outside aint jokin In the parkin lot our guns (eveerp) broken (broken) [Chrous: x2] Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at I aint mirror(whatcha lookin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Whatcha starin at nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at)
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