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One , one , one
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Yeah!
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It's the second time around!
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Ya know , ya heard , (y'all know who this is)
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The real L.O.X. (no doubt)
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As we proceed
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To get rid of that bullshit (that's right)
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And give you what you need
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CHORUS:
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Scream L
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Cuz we livin and we love the life
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Scream O
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We official and we override
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Scream X
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Cuz we experts and experienced (who is it nigga)
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We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride
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(One more time c'mon)
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Scream L
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Cuz we livin and we love the life
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Scream O
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We official and we override
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Scream X
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Cuz we experts and experienced
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We gon kill till we die and be ruff when we ride
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[Sheek]
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Who that kid that
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Fly in his truck
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High as fuck
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Mami on my side she weeded I'm henneseyed up
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Wet like flipper
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Dick on my zipper
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Kind of soft
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Waitin for this bitch to finish her weed to suck me off
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I'm done now
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Step out my truck then peep out my style
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Place a hundred in this bum cup in front of Mr. Child
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Glock 19
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Laser beam
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Fuck it no vest today
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No stress today , that's how I'm feelin today
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But if y'all shoot you think I won't put this bitch in my way
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I got love for my niggas that's deeper than lava
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Hotter than lava
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You point him out I'll pop the revolver
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Two years in jail and I don't need no package or nothing
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Sheek Louch true to this shit
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Y'all niggas is frontin
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We some evil motherfuckers you can tell when we smirk
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Comes to money we aint got no patience like doctors who don't work
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We drink till it don't hurt
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And the pain go away
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Now who you know out there who's fuckin with Sheek, Styles, and J
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C'mon
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[Styles]
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What comes around goes around and I'm waitin to die
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I smoke weed in a cloud make my face in the sky
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I get blasted off the liquor, sell drugs, carry a 5th
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Fuck with my dogs
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Till they put me in a morgue
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And even when I'm alone it's me and my toast
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Me and my ghost
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I wonder who get heated the most
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If you didn't live the life you probably couldn't relate
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I turn your face into pudding in the hood with an 8th
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Niggas beef over crack sales
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Scrap over hood rats
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Die over dice games
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You fuckin with us
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And I'ma still pop shit ridin up on a bus
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Like I'ma fuck a nigga up when I'm outta these cuffs
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And blow three niggas down cuz only cowards'll bluff
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Play it sweet when it's sour as fuck
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Calicoed up
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Money and the jewels and the powder is up
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I'ma make a nigga leak like I hit him with dust
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[Jadakiss]
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Nowadays it cost money to breathe
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That's why I tote around three
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Ankle to waist and one in my sleeve
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Fuck security y'all can give that money to me
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Cuz when the bullets go off they be under the tree
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I'm at your chick's house bagging up
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Groupies styled out
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The Kool-Aid too sweet and the phone don't dial out
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You don't gotta like me
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I show up to your wedding
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Rockin a white tee
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Your wife like oohh-wee
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And if I dance wit her
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Then I got a chance wit her
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But I aint gonna do her
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I'ma wait till after the honeymoon to screw her
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And let niggas run through her
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For y'all that's behind that wall blockin the street
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Homemade doorags off the top of the briefs
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Everybody get they turn to live
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You just gotta know when it's your turn don't burn your bridge
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And all the real niggas will die the worms'll live
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And that's real fucked up but that's how shit is
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Scream it
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CHORUS
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Scream L.O.X.
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The L.O.X. |