[Intro:]
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Dj Dev you with me?
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[mix: yeah]
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Let me break it down for you
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B. Stone
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David Ray
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Stump Dog
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And Lex
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That's the CWB, the Crazy White Boys
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Right about now your bout to feel this
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[Lex??]
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You know you dun fucked up huh don't cha
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Leave me in some blood
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And your momma won't want ya
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You aint got no heart boy
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Knew it from the start boy
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Now we bout to pull em out
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Let em spark boy
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??? pump and it dont make sence
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When no ones around I fight the fence
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I fight the house
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I fight the bucket
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Nobody ever loved me, man fuck it
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We was runnin the club??
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Homemade class??
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I was hustlin and gettin cash
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And rockin up in glass??
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Baby John? Whaa
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Drivin fast cars, Whaa
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Shootin dice playin cards
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Leavin em with scars
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[??]
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??
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Jumpin out them ghetto rides when them things on our side
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Keep playin boy
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Don't let fifty glide
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Ammunition to the fly?
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Birds fallin from the sky
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???
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???
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Now you bout to find out
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Bout the boss from the south
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???
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???
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[HOOK]
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OH my god its some crazy white boys
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Oh my god they jump out of them big toys
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Oh my god ???
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Fuckin shit up like it was your life boy??
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OH my god its some crazy white boys
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Oh my god they jump out of them big toys
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Oh my god ???
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Fuckin shit up like it was 4:20
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[??]
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I've been to hell and back
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Had to sell some crack
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Got caught with some packs
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And they held me back
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Got released to the streets with these other cats
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They keep lying threw their teeth doin nother raps
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I'm bout them twenty twos and them Bentleys too
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But when there's dirt to do
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You desert your crew
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But when them guns bust
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?? then call me on the phone and wanna run with us
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Next thing you know
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They had to see dub tap??
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See me at the club and want hugs and daps
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My drug is rappin and I'm about to overdose
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Come close let me leave straight comeatose
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You better slow your roll before I throw them bows
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Stay gone on them rolls and them toatum polls
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Then some Xanax bars gota have me slow
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Pull up in the spot everybody like ohhh
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[HOOK]
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OH my god it's some crazy white boys
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Oh my god they jump out of them big toys
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Oh my god ???
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Fuckin shit up like it was your life boy??
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OH my god its some crazy white boys
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Oh my god they jump out of them big toys
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Oh my god ???
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Fuckin shit up like it was 4:20
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[??]
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?? cwb
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When they come to the streets
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The peace is up under the seat
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With nothing but beef
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I swear to One hundred degrees
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The smoldering heat
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The type to run over your streets
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I'm blowin on trees
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The kin that will leave you holding your knees
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And holding your chest
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Matter of fact, I lay you to rest
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Come stay at my nest [nooo]
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Those boys don't play when you test
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I told you stupid mother fuckers shoulda came with a vest
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Im bringing the best
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Never ever was or will be
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You slow poke stoke?? better hope you kill me
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I'm no joke bro when I know you feel me
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For shore my flows been known to kill beats
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[Haystak]
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Blazin, can't get no wrong
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Your talkin bout money or you're movin along
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Holdin it down provin a point
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Rich kids want to ride but they just can't join
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Cwb is the only thing goin
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Yall were made but my boys is born
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Flip the flows in several forms
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Knock your ass out like electrical storms
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Incredible poems laced with pain
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My medication makes me think crazy things
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Free cd didn't changed an thing
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Cause when its whack its whack
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Bang-sha-bang?? COMMON
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[cut]
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Who in the hell
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Let me get my gun
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I tell ya I kill a son-of-a-bitch
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Paw its just Bubba
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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They just want to listen
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They don't want to hear it
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They just want to touch it
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They don't want to feel it
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They don't really know us
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Who is they to judge us
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This one on the house that put away your budget
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Twelve more bars before I put away the subject
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Bubba-c-dub bitch there I made it public
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Crazy white boys that aint afraid of ruckus
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The flow made ya like us
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The heart made ya love us
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Let me calm down before I start a revolution
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Boy don't even speak if you aint part of the solution
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The old style died so were chartering a new one
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My pits bite fuck barkin its a blu |