Tom: A minor•
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Verse 1
sippin' on that nautic,
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And the blueberry smoke
got a nigga twerkin'
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You nig gas is Perkins,
so you doin' it big
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You roll deep, but when I see you,
it's just you and your kid
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I roll sick, my rims spin like
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And my pockets run deep
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they see the whip dippin' by
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The pain on the chains like the I -95,
I got the hollow point
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Heat for you niggas
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and the pole for the mommies
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I'm puttin' it in the camaraderie
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I'm lettin' off heat till them
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Some gon' ricochet, some gon' hit,
y 'all gon' get em'
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Fluids gon' disperse,
I like Professor Club serum
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I'm deadliest fight than him,
but I'm far from a snake
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I hit you up on your birthday
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while you cutting your cake
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You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
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the fucking broads we with
We'll come through your
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hood a hundred deep
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and empty the whole clip
We gangstas, nigga
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We got guns for the beat
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And my niggas will put you under the street
So you better watch what you say
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While I empty the whole
Streets is chalk,
but ain't no hopscotch
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lines on the ground
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Just burn the shells till the
police siren sounds
Niggas know who I am in the town
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but it might as well be
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Cause you know I'm a clown,
I'm a terrain boss
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I know it's niggas envious, dawg
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And if a nigga owe me change,
you better give me a dawg
If you feelin' like you on a leap
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Make like a frog, you niggas lame
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Transparent like Wonder
I'm a stunner in this game
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blowin' doors in the Hummer
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I'm like a NASCAR winner
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Poppin' Moe and Bell D -Squad
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don't give a fuck about nobody else
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I pull a jam, you contain your hoe
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Click for hours,
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the end result will probably be
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So I'll ad vise you to tuck
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We gangstas and we jackin' cow ards
We gangstas nigga
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You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
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the fuckin' broads we whip
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We'll come through your hood
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and empty the whole clip
We gangstas nigga
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We got guns for the beat
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And my niggas will put you under the street
So you better watch what you say
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While I empty the whole clock in your face
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S -T, nigga, D -Squad, G -G -D
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Don't get it twisted, motherfucker,
yeah, we do creak
We ride out thugs, shit, we don't die
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We lay low like mechanics
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tryin' to fix up rides
A lot of cats say I'm sick in the head
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When I anger a song,
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poodles gon' be up, missin' a dead
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I chop haters up like a old -ass sample
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And creep through your village
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like Stallone and Ram bo
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I'm like piranhas on red meat,
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I'm on you niggas
You afros,
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then I guess I got to comb you niggas
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So break bread when you see me,
dawg, hit the floor
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I'm like a nigga off the X,
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unpredictable
Imitators always hollerin'
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But got about as much courage
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as the lion in the woods
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Shit, I'm into pullin' cigs
on you fake J -Cap
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Me and my burner hold it down,
We gangstas, nigga
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You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
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the fuckin' broads we with
We'll come through your
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hood a hundred feet
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and empty the whole clip
We gangstas, nigga
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We got guns for the beat
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And my niggas'll put you under the street
So you better watch what you say
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While I empty the whole clock
Outro 1
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