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[Chorus] Hmm, faked them niggas out, they thought I went on tour I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars Runnin' from police with Dolla, smacked a nigga car [Verse 1] Huh, niggas talkin' jewelry, I spent a hundred large Huh, I'ma spend that shit again because you can't do it Hardbody, bet I beat a body like I'm Ray Lewis Carbine carbine, act retarded only get you dropped with it Pull up in my hood when I want to, boy, that's my shit G at Gino, jj mom a teacher, know I got this Get to rappin' like I'm Drego, but this ain't "Bloxk Party" Talk to niggas with my Draco, it make his block party I can't rap beef, I won't get my niggas locked up Just lil' rap shit 'bout to get some niggas boxed up Send me a personal, you ain't fuckin' with the size up Swing on a nigga, then bust his homies when they line up Uh, big ten milli' pokin' out, I can't hide it I'm outside on Maxwell like, "Where the slide at?" I know damn well they know better not to try that Freak ho, baby, I hit your bm with a sidestep, hey Ho nigga mad I'm fuckin' on his cousin Niggas that I know through other niggas actin' like they thuggin' Boy, you a bitch and a ho, and you ain't gon' touch me I was minding my business, doin' my thing, now I'm back on ho shit Heat check, nigga (Fah), keep that, nigga I'm in your baby mama whip, I got the seat back, nigga She talkin' back, I beat her ass and threw her keys back, nigga Still made her hit the road, can you believe that? I know you can Niggas in they feelings, wanted features and I hoed they ass Hahahahaha, he want smoke, so I'm gon' load the mag We got toes to tag, oh my God, we got hoes to bag With they nosey ass, hahaha, hmm, ayy Bitch, I'm Freaky Kuz with a K, I made my nina bust I'm the leader of the Eastside Apes, don't get your nieces fucked High speed chase, me and Dolla, bro-bro speed it up I got lean to cover, roll my window down, I'm leaving blood, hahahahaha Huh, bitch, I'm leaving blood On the sidewalk, in the middle of his people, blood, hahahaha Mr. Make the dog food walk on water A nigga try me, he gon' die, put that on Maquel daughter, ayy, huh [Chorus] Faked them niggas out, they thought I went on tour I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars Run up on police with Dolla, smacked [Verse 2] Naw, nigga, fuck that We can't hit your block once, bitch, we gotta bome back Drums ain't empty, bullets ain't even hit your son yet What? How you think I know your bitch? That might not be your son, jack Ign'ant, been retarded, this ain't nothin' new to niggas I put icing on your ho's lil' booty, toaster strudel with it Spot worker, hit you with that bag, what you gon' do with it? Stupid, I lined your ass up and got you noodle whipped It's up, it's stuck, give no fucks, ain't no passes, hmm That fire melt a pussy nigga like he plastic, ayy I'll bust a brick in your baby tub, savage, nigga And made a sandwich in your kitchen, I'm a classic nigga I mean blassic, I'm Blood, I'm the red whoop Talkin' out the side of your neck gon' get your head whooped Got the wham on the whoopty, on God, I'll blam Knock a nigga off that nag with that mag, Jackson, Samuel, huh [Chorus] Faked them niggas out, they thought I went on tour I ain't even wanna go, been tryna start a war I'm in all the parties with it, standin' on the bars Runnin' from police with Dolla, smacked a nigga car
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