[Juicy J]
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At the Dub we gettin buck
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Comin like a lightning struck
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Cockin back the chrome at the ??
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Bitches say I'm fakin it
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Players playa hatin it
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We can trade words or get in some gangsta shit
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Aint the type of nigga that be comin up and then fall
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Keep a couple of nines in my drawls when im at the mall
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When I'm at the club in the tub for a rub a dub
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Even at the church cause ??
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True to the ground yea
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I'm down for my fuckin crown
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Straight from the north side of town with the gangsta frown
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Evergreen niggas brought the clown cause we bull n shit
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With the prophet posse and the whole fuckin triple six
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Killa Klan Kaze in the party with the evil hottie
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Like collecting guns just for fun stackin dead bodies
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If you think I'm all rap and just a coward on the floor
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Turn your fuckin nuts and bring it out the front door, ho
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[Chorus x2]
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For the niggas who act like they hard
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We won't hesitate to pull your whole cart
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And all the hoods u bangin u slangin for u bar
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Cause aint no tellin what's gonna happen after dark
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Twelve o'clock, in the car, on the ?
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Bout to bring it, to your door
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I don't bar no bitch, or a nigga I pull triggas, won't fight, i tright to hit ya If you bigger, you gonna fall, or try to crawl
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Then I ball on your face, with chrome rims, or black walls
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Late at night, I'm super tight, stay out of sight
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With a scope pointed at a car, with blue lights (blue lights)
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You know what I mean, with the stripes run up on ya, like OJ Simpson
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With a knife, on your wife, or your kids
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Yea I did all the dirt, all by myself, split whigs
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Put a body, dead body, body bags, zippin tight real tight
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Or the trash, then I laugh for the last, aftermath...hahahahahahahahaha
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[Chorus x2]
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O.A.V.I.P.
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The Maccabees |