Bout to do the damn thing you know
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1, 2, it's live
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I'm about to take these boys back to the dirty
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Back to the mud
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Some of these old country ass here
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But first let me hit that boy
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We blazed to haze
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And drift away to encampment
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Get my mind right
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Then escape to the basement
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We spent many moments
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Minuets turned to hours
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Motivated by the money
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A passion for the power
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Cowards talked very seldom acted
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Bitches with nothing
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To do but hate on staks shit
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Worked my ass off
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Stayed focused and made moves
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Thus began the voyage from
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Lebanon to Baton Rouge
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I've been commin iced out
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Jumping out of limos
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Walking threw different wards
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Giving away my demos
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From Houston to Brooklyn
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On tight ass beats
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Flying coach man
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I hate these fuckin
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Tight ass seats
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I knew the ride was rough
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But I aint scared to fly
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I'm at piece with my self
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And I'm prepared to die
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I come back off tour
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Covered in mud
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After walking threw neighborhoods
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Full of Cribs and Bloods
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I'm
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[HOOK x2]
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Dirty dirty rough and raw
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Kept it real with my people
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Never fucked with yall
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Say fuck the law
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Fuck the brauds
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Live my life to the fullest
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And I did it because
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I was a turnout raised on some big boy shit
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I love fully automatics and red nose pits
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I love clubs when there crunked rowdy and wild
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I love rappers with their own original style
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I love big boned brauds down home cooking
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I love to retaliate on the blind side when the bitch aint looking
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I see a lot of wannabes but I can't let that bother me
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Thinking it will be their downfall that's my falsify
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Honestly this whole shits and atrocity
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Quote me
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H-A-Y-S-T-A-K apostrophe
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M-A-K apostrophe M-I double L
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I-O-N he who blaze new trails
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Ive been cuffed and took to jail
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For possession and sale
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You know I aint gonna tell
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Go-on get me a bail
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So I can go and grab these Ls out of grannies and paws
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I got them hid way back deep in the garage
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That's
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[HOOK x2]
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Dirty dirty rough and raw
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Kept it real with my people
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Never fucked with yall
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Say fuck the law
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Fuck the brauds
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Live my life to the fullest
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And I did it because
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Way back in the woods where the weed plants grow
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Where the bulldogs fight till they cant no more
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We smoke that dodo, that straight dro
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You talk that big shit and still blow that Pedro
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Make 'do before you come here bumping your gums
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You had me standing over your body like
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"What have I done?"
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I mic becomes a smoking gun before the time that I'm threw
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A murder weapon used to do every fool in your crew
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I get a rush when I just pick it up and hold it
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Check check, stak be careful that's loaded
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I exploded on the scene like napalm
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That white boys the bomb
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Every word was as holy as the Curran
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Or the King James Bible
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The book of Mormon
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I done seen homies turn to confidential informants
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And that's
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[HOOK x2]
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Dirty dirty rough and raw
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Kept it real with my people
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Never fucked with yall
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Say fuck the law
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Fuck the brauds
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Live my life to the fullest
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And I did it because
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Dirty Dirty
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Haystak |