(hey)see me point the gun at y'all, me no play! Me come for murder dem on the cow boy way! Be liquor shots, pray for me sake, me make way, me make way! Oh oh no, dem clothes so dark, and dem hat so low Me never ever ask to become so lord Na me head so hot, and mi dreads so cold Me so fall (me come and say) x2įat joe: (cocka bitch) Here is something you can't understand How i could just killah man Seen what the mack can do Can't speak faster I make a ass of you Same as the hat tricks What's like a quarter mill? Chain like double dat I ain't gotta talk about What off up in the duffle bag Stunna my brother, weezy we the syndicate Hunned phantoms hunned maybachs i guess we nigga rich How yellow battle you facin.
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