[talking:]
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Oh you a block bleeder nigga, what you raw
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You ready to go to war, with choppers nigga
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You ready to take, Penitentiary chances fool
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What type of nigga you is
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[Big Pokey:]
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I'm a thug nigga, bone full of roaches and bugs
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Affiliated with slugs, and moving quarters these drugs
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Boys mugs get plugged, when I'm pushed to the limit
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Q 4-5 infinite, rim'd up and tinted
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Every corner I bend it, my vehicle ain't rented
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Inside like a lumber yard, with screens all in it
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Moving and sticking, plus I keep my pyrex clicking
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Figgas is flipping, I'm into handling and shipping
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Pockets on the chicken, cause I won't stop pumping
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Dismantling and dumping, always into something
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Bust 4-4, off top trust no hoe
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If a bitch jump out of line, bust her nose
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Run out condo, I hog the slut
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Just to keep it all gravy, I'll hog the cut
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Lost the drop on the gut, as I release the top
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And keep it real never squeal, when it comes to the cops
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[Hook:]
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Do you love your block (yeah), do you hug your glock (yeah)
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Do you always shoot to kill, when you bust off shots (yeah)
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Do you trust hoes not (yeah), you get money and stocks (yeah)
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You keep it real never squeal, when it comes to the cops (yeah)
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Then you a thug nigga
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[Lil' O:]
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See I had that all my money and power, rolling over half steppers
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Sell my chain sco' a thang, then push it like Salt-N-Pepa
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Now I wear that type of necklace, you can't quote the price
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Piece and chain looking like, it overdosed on ice
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Thank the Lord for price, my nigga pray for me
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Your partna thugging in these streets, playa faithfully
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Like a fly greeting vampire, cursed with greed
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So nigga fucking with my funds, you'll be the first to bleed
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Southside Southwest, nigga y'all know me
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From Braeswood to Wolfair, on down to Clubkrey
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Graduated to a baller, when I bought me a V
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Now I'm tricking everyday, what the fuck is a G
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Presidential Roley, with the icicles
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When I use to run from laws, on them bicycles
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Fucking all the hoes, that use to hide cat with they crew
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And got all these niggaz screaming, we ain't liking you
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But I recall paying dues, dreaming Lex on cutters
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Walking up and down the block, with a mouth full of butter
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Ms. young tongue numb, by my nuts was my gun
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When the jump out boys come, everybody'll run
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[Hook]
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[Lil' Flip:]
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I bleed corners like blood donors, from codeine to marijuana
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Hit licks in Daytona, then I jump back in my sauna
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Get it flipped like a gymnast, cheese whipped like a chemist
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Product shipped when I finish, I'm only in it to win it
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Making cash skipping class, but I managed to pass
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Became a soldier like M.A.S.H., left niggaz wet like a splash
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Flipping Jags flipping fast, my jeans hang off my ass
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When I flex task niggaz scared, cause I pack gats that blast
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If you want it I got it, amphetamines and narcotics
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I double profits and pockets, cause me and O know the locket
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From sun down to sun up, I'm thinking feddy I'm ready
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To move steady and eat heavy, I'm tired of eating spaghetti
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I got niggaz that pull triggas, for figgas and don't miss
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I got niggaz who got caught, and you know I don't snitch
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Getting rich was a thought, now I got money in vaults
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I'm Lil' Flip Vasuan Ross, and I'm forever thugged out
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[Hook]
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[Lil' O:]
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Down in Texas, them some thug niggaz
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Louisiana, they're some thug niggaz
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Mississippi, they're some thug niggaz
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Florida, they're some thug niggaz
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Down in Georgia, they're some thug niggaz
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Tennessee, they're some thug niggaz
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Alabama, they're some thug niggaz
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The whole South, man we thug niggaz
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Thug Niggaz
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| Lil' O |
