[Scarface sample]
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I told you, don't fuck with me
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Stupid fuck, look at you now
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Yeah, ha ha, have you noticed like
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When niggas go to the club, it's always
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It's one knucklehead nigga always mean mugging and shit
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Heh, he wanna, he wanna have contact with me
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Have contact with men, all these bitches in here
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Faggot ass, these for them hard head niggas man
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[1st verse]
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Now I don't wanna come across as a boss some type of mafia
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But these are my thoughts, they awful, I won't argue with ya
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But see, I got a cause a clause, that I live by
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Keep the heater close because I don't want to die
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You see I'm from Detroit where they dump 'em off in coffins
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And often there's assorted men where bullets holes departed him
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And I don't want no parts of them, crazy complications
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So I keep the heater cocked up in case of confrontation
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And I would just be fakin if I said I wouldn't erase him
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If he blatantly, tried to take away God's creation
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[Chorus]
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I'll kill me a muthafucka
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Running up on me, may he, rest in peace once released
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I'll kill me a muthafucka
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Yeah, look at ya now, for running ya mouth, ya stretched on the ground
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I'll kill me a muthafucka
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Ain't no way you can stop it, on that hot shit, we can get it popping
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I'll kill me a muthafucka
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{I told you, don't fuck with me, stupid fuck, running ya mouth}
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[2nd verse]
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Now I'm riding through the city in a Range with no tints
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Just to show these muthafuckas yes I am a resident
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I ain't stack up my pennies just to move out the city
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So if you got a problem with me you should know where to get me
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Niggas kills me, portraying that thug
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My nigga, you's a crack baby, go smoke on some drugs
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Before that hot piece of slug make you where you ain't budging
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Don't even nudge him, it's over for cousin, he caught a dozen
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Just for fucking with the wrong animal
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Animated no more, off to hell, yes I
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[Chorus]
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[3rd verse]
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When I'm down in ATL
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Stat Quo keep my fo'fo'
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So shawty know Obie for real
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When I'm chilling in L.A.
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Dre keep my AK, so I'm like an esse
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When banging that steel
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When I'm out in NYC
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50 hold artillery for me
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Watch me shut down son and dunny
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Listen, O-bizzle, hold the Tek-nizzle
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Holding ya neck if you, disrespect Bizzle
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Sizzle up tissue, missles will not miss you
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Maybe ya momma, when that pistol uplifts you
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[Chorus]
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Kill Me a Mutha
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Obie Trice |