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me hard cuz your buffer. But I'll just buck then bigger motha fuckas. Turnin men to suckas. Niggas wanna start a little ruckus. Better duck cuz I'll be poundin them motha fuckas. They wanna
can't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream drama [Kill you bitch!] Could it be they don't know that they fuckin wit a G? (Rat-a-
't play them now Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon spray them round [Chorus] Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a nigga head, smack a
1:] I Got That Gangbang Mentatily I Can't Get It Outta Me Who Wanna Battle Me? Mouths A Uzi Thumbtack Your Ass To The Concret Treat You Like a [? ] This
Isn't he a hoe to the third degree Who me I'm a g who like to scrap-a-lot Down with Rap-A-Lot And I can't stop, won't stop So fuck Bill and Hillary Ice
the slammer, black For a stray shooter and a gramm of crack Damn, this track make me wanna eat it up and shit it out Pork made when I hit a cop I'm havin
't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream drama [Kill you bitch!] Could it be they don't know that they fuckin wit a G? (Rat-a-tat
I?m loving my Julie, aight Mi a de king in a de late night healing, worse know if it?s just a piece I?m stealing, a safe sex a mister lover believe in
die, westside riding staying high 187 proof a ma-a-mack ten shooter Hope the ba-a-black talons go right through you Been mobbing since a youngster, laced
keep fuck a ounce, nigga It's Still More Bounce to the ounce, keep fuck a ounce, heh Still More Bounce, we wanna keep fuck a ounce tho Yeah, Battlecat