Yeah
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Two guns up motherfucker
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Uh huh
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Yeah
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Niggaz runnin around yappin with dicks in they mouth
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My Niggaz
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Shit is serious L.O.X.
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Couldn't even put three niggaz togehther and come up
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With this combination (faggot)
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Shit is fo' real
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Yo
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[Styles]
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I pack a 4 5
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Puff a blunt and get high
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Don't give a fuck if I die cuz my son is alive
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I grew up doing dumb shit that made me wise
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Could of died ten times
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That made me live
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Sell my soul
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Not for no cars and gold
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I been through it cuz my scars is old
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Remember the time
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I used to puff dimes
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And think the law was cold
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Back then when my mom played my father's role
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Now I'm a man
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Runnin with a gun in the vest
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It feel good with my son on my chest
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I wanna quit
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But I'm one of the best
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Fuck around I might run to the west
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Lay low and get blunted to death
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Niggaz is wack
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I can't say it plainer than that
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Dog you shine in the front but it rain in the back
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Fuck the middle
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Cuz the middle do alot and a little
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Stuck in between but y'all niggaz won't see the riddle
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Settle for less
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A general but don't meddle my chest
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Die for my niggas nevertheless
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Can't find a nigga better than this
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Kiss and the Louch
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Every man ahead of the group
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Regretting the coup
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Y'all niggas want the red in my boots
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Hole in my shirt
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Twist a nigga wig and leave me dead in the dirt
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I see the rollie not move but the shit still work
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Motherfucker that'll make you a jerk
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Cocksucker
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CHORUS:
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Ay yo what y'all gon do now
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Y'all fucked up now
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Niggas
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How deep is your crew now
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Y'all fucked up now
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Don't make us heat you down (you know what I'm sayin ?diego?)
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Y'all fucked up now (This aint no fuckin joke niggas is hungry)
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We the nicest niggas around (Fuck is wrong)
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Y'all fucked up now (yeah yeah ay yo ay yo ay yo)
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[Sheek]
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I pay off blue suits thats Sucio
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And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo
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A bad bitch that kill
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So when you put the dogs on her you smell Massengill Summer's Eve
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Puttin drugs in coffee hip to the D's
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I play smarter
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That's why my flights now be charter
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Ten seater
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What you know about a Porsche at a meter
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Next to koochie freak those
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Tickets keep those
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And you can mail to my postbox down in Melrose
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I aint the nigga that you see
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Posted on cop walls
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I'm that eighteen and up
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Mamis on my balls
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Y'all can't figure the great one
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Sheek be Jason
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Not cops
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But that legendary nigga my pops
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I bust shots like bums at a bar but far
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>From a lush
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Everything about this cat be plush
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And I'm quick to do dirt since I'm through your shirt
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Like nothing
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Lift a arm I hit those under your wing
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Yo why you following this cat
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Hey he about to get pushed back
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You could poke your chest out in the street
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That's cool
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But in a bing this fool
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Was like Louis Rich meat
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We don't run from y'all
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We scatter for guns on y'all
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What you know about two 380's inside a basketball
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And when it's beef
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Store on his side with burners on Coronas
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We the best that ever did it
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If you need us telephone us
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What the fuck nigga
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CHORUS
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[Jadakiss]
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Yo
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A nigga wanna go to war with Kiss
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Find him a ditch
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Old school niggas tell me I remind of rich
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Cuz I take the kids shopping and send em on bus trips
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Hoppin out a rough six
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With sweats and scuffed kicks
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I supply all the dealers and tell em to stuff nix
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I done signed every autograph and took every flick
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I'm quite sure that I coulda hit
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Every chick
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But I didn't ones that I did gave em heavy dick
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All day
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The LOX flow hotter than broadway
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Election time tryin na cop blow in the hallway
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And their aint enough plates for y'all to eat with me
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Stingy nigga but I share my slugs equally
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I put half where your waist at
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And half where your face at
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Yo we in from a new spot let somebody taste that
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From your street rappin's only one of my plans
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I got dirty south niggas payin a hundred a gram
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And I could care less how much you shift the scan
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However you get it you supposed to hit your man
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But we don't hold the grudges
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We control the budgets
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And do whatever the fuck we wanna do nigga fuck it
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CHORUS
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Y'all Fucked Up |