[CHORUS x2: Both] Niggaz aint fuckin with us Cause we strapped with them guns And we always shoot 'em Nigga u got us fucked up Aint no hater in us We some real muthufuckas baby [Eightball] Nigga I clown fo' mine I get it down fo' mine If neccesary pull shit and bust a round fo' mine You know my sound design For niggaz street encline Southern niggas on tha grind Shine and recline I stay hard like fake tits Dig like ice-picks Disrespect the 'Slab' and yo wig I might split You hide we find you Creep up from behind you And leave you with some heat that will always remind you [MJG] Because of that big trigget You niggaz need to quit givin cheese out You probably wear your knee's out Yo' wife wanna leave out But when she pull them keys out A bunch of that please baby please What it be'z bout But what we be'z bout is big body When we roll up in ya after party Been smokin wait but hold up, stop, dont tell nobody Stage holda, mic controller, money gripper Toe tipper, nigga big time hoe flipper [CHORUS: x2] [MJG] When I roll bitches Lyrical lethal like it was dope hard Moonshine Niggaz playin like cartoon time He get tucked in the dark room time To a busta who done died, why? All because he tried What? To tell the truth about some shit But that nigga lied Talkin about he dont bump us in his ride Nigga FUCK you And the horse you rode on too You cant fuck with me Unless you stressed to be an absentee perminately [Eightball] I dont bard no nigga talkin bout what he got Until you show me somethin nigga you just talkin alot Niggaz love to start shit Poppin that hard shit Catch them alone and they convert to a broad quik Where them niggaz at? Who you said got yo back dawg? [ Ball they all fake, they puttin on a act dawg ] Yeah you niggaz be trippin thinkin shit is sweet dawg We gon' keep it raw until all my niggaz eat dawg [MJG ] Im a cool nigga But sometimes I act a fool nigga Im certified in takin bitces to school nigga The rule is for MJG to stack paper And fuck bitch niggaz up when they act hata [ Eightball ] Big ball, MJG We do it for the streets For them niggaz and them bitches tryna get up on they feet Haters get a hollow tip deep off in they fo'head All over some punk shit that bitch shouldnt have neva said [MJG] We got plenty connections In all of the preferred sections Potent elections fo' big playaz and bitches sexin Eigthball and MJG Consider reckless, flawless You got blessed the day you saw this [Eightball] Nigga realize u cant fuck with this Get it hype, get it crunk, get it buck up in this bitch Take no nigga Space Age Thug up in this shit Eightball, MJG we wuz up Up in this bitch [CHORUS: x2]
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[CHORUS x2: Both] Niggaz aint fuckin with us Cause we strapped with them guns And we always shoot 'em Nigga u got us fucked up Aint no hater in us We some real muthufuckas baby [Eightball] Nigga I clown fo' mine I get it down fo' mine If neccesary pull shit and bust a round fo' mine You know my sound design For niggaz street encline Southern niggas on tha grind Shine and recline I stay hard like fake tits Dig like ice-picks Disrespect the 'Slab' and yo wig I might split You hide we find you Creep up from behind you And leave you with some heat that will always remind you [MJG] Because of that big trigget You niggaz need to quit givin cheese out You probably wear your knee's out Yo' wife wanna leave out But when she pull them keys out A bunch of that please baby please What it be'z bout But what we be'z bout is big body When we roll up in ya after party Been smokin wait but hold up, stop, dont tell nobody Stage holda, mic controller, money gripper Toe tipper, nigga big time hoe flipper [CHORUS: x2] [MJG] When I roll bitches Lyrical lethal like it was dope hard Moonshine Niggaz playin like cartoon time He get tucked in the dark room time To a busta who done died, why? All because he tried What? To tell the truth about some shit But that nigga lied Talkin about he dont bump us in his ride Nigga FUCK you And the horse you rode on too You cant fuck with me Unless you stressed to be an absentee perminately [Eightball] I dont bard no nigga talkin bout what he got Until you show me somethin nigga you just talkin alot Niggaz love to start shit Poppin that hard shit Catch them alone and they convert to a broad quik Where them niggaz at? Who you said got yo back dawg? [ Ball they all fake, they puttin on a act dawg ] Yeah you niggaz be trippin thinkin shit is sweet dawg We gon' keep it raw until all my niggaz eat dawg [MJG ] Im a cool nigga But sometimes I act a fool nigga Im certified in takin bitces to school nigga The rule is for MJG to stack paper And fuck bitch niggaz up when they act hata [ Eightball ] Big ball, MJG We do it for the streets For them niggaz and them bitches tryna get up on they feet Haters get a hollow tip deep off in they fo'head All over some punk shit that bitch shouldnt have neva said [MJG] We got plenty connections In all of the preferred sections Potent elections fo' big playaz and bitches sexin Eigthball and MJG Consider reckless, flawless You got blessed the day you saw this [Eightball] Nigga realize u cant fuck with this Get it hype, get it crunk, get it buck up in this bitch Take no nigga Space Age Thug up in this shit Eightball, MJG we wuz up Up in this bitch [CHORUS: x2]
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