[B.G.]
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(whoa, shit ain't gon' happ')
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Look, I just come from outta town, nigga broke in my crib
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Disrespect where I live, 20 g's up for who he is
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He don't have the slightest mothafuckin' idea - who he dealin with
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Ahh he don't know how real it get
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He gonna get his wig split, looked over the bricks - got nothing
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But I don't play nigga, try'na take mine from him
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For him ta know I was gone - know I wasn't home
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Somebody had ta be inorder that I know
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Time ta go in the closet, with a ride or die fit
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Black hood - Girbauds - ski mask and Reebok classics
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It's spreading 'bout them 20's - somebody gonna talk
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Give it 3 or 4 days for it ta come out the dark
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Hoe what I told ya, niggaz can't pull me ta the side
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He ain't lying - I had the vibe, it was a pro-blem of mine
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But for me, he showed, wasn't no love in him
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So I ain't hesistate ta put them fuckin' slugs in him
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[Hook 4x - B.G.]
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Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
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Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with B.G.
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[Turk]
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(Look, Look, Look)
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Nigga know I got that work - so he plottin' and watchin'
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Try'na see when I'm gone - so he can break in my house and
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I'ma bake a cake for him, make him think I'm outta town
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I know he here hustlin' I'm on my monkey talkin' loud
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Tellin' my round not be there pick me up from the 'port
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On my way ta Nashville, 10 bricks I'm gonna score
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Prolly get a lil' dope, cuz that dope make more money
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20 dollars for a bag, Half-a-gram for a 100
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This nigga just don't know, I'm on top of my game
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Shoulda kept it too himself but instead he told Elan
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Better get that nigga Turk, so I got ta bust his brains
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If I let that nigga slide, he gonna try ta do it again
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Gatta handle mine, gatta get rid of him quik
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Bust him up fast, throw him in the lake then split
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Jack who, take what, from who, not me
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Get a bullet in ya head leave that ass on the street
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[Hook 4x - Turk]
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Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
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Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Teke
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[Lil' Wayne]
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(aight)
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Okay let me explain, been sittin' on 5 bricks of cocaine
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Since the drought came
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Niggaz be constantly blowing me up try'na cop thangs
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But the prices remain 10
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I don't change it or curve it - I just slang it and serve it
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You see the game is got these niggaz hurtin'
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The money's nervous, so they try'na get at me for service - Let's make it happen
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I'm only askin' for dime a ki' - 5 for half
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Quarters go 3 - you do the rest of the math
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And nigga offer me 55 so I figure he ballin'
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But at my prices the average hustler with dough can afford
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But I'ont know this ol' nigga so I'ma tax him 60 g. bandits
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The extra 5 for shippin'-n-handlin'
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When I met him, he in all black, talking 'bout he be back
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Told me ta stay here while he get the stacks
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Fuck is you ignorant
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I cocked the Mag back quik, and knocked off his ligaments
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Jack Wayne, not player thats ridiculous
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[Hook 4x - Lil' Wayne]
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Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
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Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Weezy
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[Juvenile]
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I told Ris, when my life at night with this dope
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I had a bitch, I kinda like ta bite
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The bitch broke with my shit
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Oh yeah - I'ma found out where she at
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She ain't selling none of that, look I need ta get that back
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I'ma pay my people, what I owe them, Cuz I know them
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And shit a get real fast,and I might have ta show them
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I ain't gon' let the bitch walk, like everthing is super either
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She done change the i-den-tity and acting as two people
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A smart bitch, but fucked up in the game
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Cuz I found out her source, ta get enough of the same
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Quickly, got the location and bust up his brains
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Click on the 5 o'clock news, they ain't mention his name
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Gatta, clear head - this for the time being
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Cuz these bitches right around me
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Be the ones that mind's sceaming
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I sell brown ta you's frown nigga
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Fuck how you feel - ain't no rules now nigga
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[Hook 4x - Juvenile]
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Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
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Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Juve
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[Outro 3x - Juvenile]
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Jack who, Take what, from who, not we
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Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin |