[B.G.]
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Ohhh
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Man, somethin' stank
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Ooohh
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You smell that?
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I don't know what that is
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Killin' is like a hobby: somethin' that B.G. do for fun
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It don't help to run - I'll empty 'em all out the drum
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When it come down to one-eight-seven I don't play
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When it come down to you or me, it won't be me
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Got quick hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first
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Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your shit burst
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Been about gun-play, puttin' bustas on T-shirts
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Creepin' down the one-way lettin' that AK work
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Ain't too many niggas I beef with still here
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Might could count a few rollin' 'round in a wheelchair
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Nigga know my background - so, cowards, stay your distance
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Know if you get into it with me you get splitted
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Know you could cause your momma or sister to come up missin'
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It could be broad daylight - I'll walk up and twist 'em
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I don't give a motherfuck - act like ya know
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If not, then ask the police for my M.O.
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(Hook-4x [Turk & B.G.])
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[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk]
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I'll make sure that a nigga is cooked and well-done
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Stand over the bitch - give it to him one by one
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I gotcha down bad, I'ma leave ya, cousin
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No matter what time it is, I'ma leave ya, cousin
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A nigga won't go in that ocean for ya - bring it on
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Do or die, nigga - you or me gon' be gone
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I ain't scared at all - my nuts hang low, wodie
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Try sizin me up, that ass gotta go, wodie
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Six under the dirt
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is where you'll be fuckin' with this nigga: Turk
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I'll knock your head off, put your back in your chest
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Play the same twitch straight to the project
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Just chill - sit back and lay low
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Stay on my p's and q's - keep the four-four
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You know how it go: give bitch-niggas hell
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And I'll make sure they'll never get well
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(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[B.G.]
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I got bad nerves - don't make me click if I do
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What happen after I finish with you is on you
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I warned you - you can't never say I didn't
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Brains painted on the ground when I stop spittin'
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"To society I'm a menace" is what the judge said to me
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Trippin' 'cause I keep a automatic that's fully
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Finger stay on the trigger - see my enemy, I'm pullin'
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Bitch-nigga say he feel me, laughed at me, say I wouldn't
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You know Geezy couldn't let that slide by
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I do walk-up's, never drive-by's
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Grab a nigga by his head, whisper to him 'fore I do him
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"Why," I said, "you're here, wodie?" - execute him
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That there raw, huh - I know, nigga
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Geezy ain't no ho, nigga
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Been cutthroat, been playin' the game how it go, nigga
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So if you like livin', mind your own business
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Or you gonna be traced in white chalk, ya here me
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(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
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[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
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[B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well
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[B.G.]
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Never get well
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He'll never get well (Damn, that stank!)
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Never get well
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Where that shit comin' from? Man, that stank!
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Hell, you see, man, where that shit comin' from?
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That shit stank
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I think that's comin' from under the house over there
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Oh no no, that shit comin from that trunk of that car we just walked by
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I don't know where that shit comin' from
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I know that shit stank
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What's That Smell
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B.G. |