[Chorus: Lil' Wyte] (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch
[Lil' Wyte] This Is a lyrical IndenTION, rollin wit some big GUNS Mystical attenTION, sudden comprehenSION Rollin wit a fine ho, don't hate cuz she mine yo All you cheesy chicken heads can catch up wit yo kind ho I can make a hit yo, do you really want it no I'm gonna be up in yo head till I make you sick whoa I represent in the bay, could give a fuck what you say All the minors wishin to be made cuz they to young to play I can break yo bone oww, I can pull a ? bloaw I can have you screamin telling me when you gonna come now This will make your heart stop, have you reaching for your glock This series countinues as I got plenty mo in my stock I'm crunker than the club how? 5th of palmason? Wow Catch me at the hotel smoked out stealin all the towels Yall bitches aint fading me when you act disgracefully I cant help it you're a discruntful employee hatin me
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[Lil' Wyte] Now put this in yo mind, keep it close behind All the fatal memorys you've been counting in yo head for time I Like to get high I get drunk and I might let it slide Catch me on a zanax different atmosphere, its do or die Walkin in the club fucked up, mission to take yo bitch Hopin you gonna speak of one word, when I approach yo bitch Tracy don't suck dick but I bet I can deepthroat tha bitch Jus fuckin wit ya, got my own, I really don't want yo bitch Nothin but mumblin, and I'm stumbling, but ima keep on tha bumpin And I bet this gotcha ?? trunk fuckin rumblin Fuckin wit me getcha trampled, ?? is an example He got beat down by these dogs, and all he got was just a sample But now I'm on my way to better thangs, ??? slangin maryjane I got a well focused head and well educated brain And plus my vision see clearer than x-ray glasses main So fuck you mean?
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[Lil' Wyte] Now time in telling ya lyrically beat ya Standin ovation, I'm comin to seat ya I was tryin to pull 40 hours? To California to the featya Creatya beatya but I aint scared, rippin out a patch of hair Tryin to convince me that you crazy, verbally this isn't fair Ask me if I fuckin care, shut the fuck up breathe the air Didn't ask you to open yo mouth, don't make me come over there Platinum products get dropped daily up out this facility Ill drop my shit on ya thinking everywhere ya feelin me Watch me come up out the grave and capture yo security Beat ya down like you stole something and thas ? fuckin wit me Make ya shit yo pants so bad that you can plead insanity Have you strapped in a straight jacket yackin bout yo family Really cause and effect is what gets us in these crooked binds Plus the lack of respect or neglect towards these simple minds Keep the system tickin? itchin? For corruption on the rise I'm getting tired of sittin here, and you can see it in my eyes
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Copy to Clipboard: [Chorus: Lil' Wyte] (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope (sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch
[Lil' Wyte] This Is a lyrical IndenTION, rollin wit some big GUNS Mystical attenTION, sudden comprehenSION Rollin wit a fine ho, don't hate cuz she mine yo All you cheesy chicken heads can catch up wit yo kind ho I can make a hit yo, do you really want it no I'm gonna be up in yo head till I make you sick whoa I represent in the bay, could give a fuck what you say All the minors wishin to be made cuz they to young to play I can break yo bone oww, I can pull a ? bloaw I can have you screamin telling me when you gonna come now This will make your heart stop, have you reaching for your glock This series countinues as I got plenty mo in my stock I'm crunker than the club how? 5th of palmason? Wow Catch me at the hotel smoked out stealin all the towels Yall bitches aint fading me when you act disgracefully I cant help it you're a discruntful employee hatin me
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wyte] Now put this in yo mind, keep it close behind All the fatal memorys you've been counting in yo head for time I Like to get high I get drunk and I might let it slide Catch me on a zanax different atmosphere, its do or die Walkin in the club fucked up, mission to take yo bitch Hopin you gonna speak of one word, when I approach yo bitch Tracy don't suck dick but I bet I can deepthroat tha bitch Jus fuckin wit ya, got my own, I really don't want yo bitch Nothin but mumblin, and I'm stumbling, but ima keep on tha bumpin And I bet this gotcha ?? trunk fuckin rumblin Fuckin wit me getcha trampled, ?? is an example He got beat down by these dogs, and all he got was just a sample But now I'm on my way to better thangs, ??? slangin maryjane I got a well focused head and well educated brain And plus my vision see clearer than x-ray glasses main So fuck you mean?
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wyte] Now time in telling ya lyrically beat ya Standin ovation, I'm comin to seat ya I was tryin to pull 40 hours? To California to the featya Creatya beatya but I aint scared, rippin out a patch of hair Tryin to convince me that you crazy, verbally this isn't fair Ask me if I fuckin care, shut the fuck up breathe the air Didn't ask you to open yo mouth, don't make me come over there Platinum products get dropped daily up out this facility Ill drop my shit on ya thinking everywhere ya feelin me Watch me come up out the grave and capture yo security Beat ya down like you stole something and thas ? fuckin wit me Make ya shit yo pants so bad that you can plead insanity Have you strapped in a straight jacket yackin bout yo family Really cause and effect is what gets us in these crooked binds Plus the lack of respect or neglect towards these simple minds Keep the system tickin? itchin? For corruption on the rise I'm getting tired of sittin here, and you can see it in my eyes
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