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(feat. Lil' Ed)
[Chorus x2: Lil' Matt]
Sun don't shine foreva
Mothafuck, mothadamn, mothashit with Mike Deva
Sun don't shine foreva
You will Neva eva eva eva talk to me like that foreva
[Lil' Matt]
Sun don't shine foreva
Mothafuck, mothadamn, mothashit with Mike Deva
Mike D with me sippin leen
Me and him crippin down my lane
I need mine I blow yo' mind
Nigga I need to shine fuck you nigga I ain't gonna find you
[Lil' Ed]
Lil' Ed is back in my Lac
Sippin with Trac and Trae
Lil' Matt my cousin, I ain't blushin'
Crippin down Joe Budden lane
Kill his mother - fucker son of a bitch
You know it ain't me, Joe Budden you ain't free
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil' Matt]
Lil' Matt again, flippin some birds again
You ain't so fame, The Game got framed for bein so lame
He got framed cause some rumors blamed The Game
Fuckin not ashamed, fuck you The game it's his fault
Foe bein inside the vault, I'm crippin down yo' lane I kill yo'
mothafucka too
The Game you suck, can't fuck, saw big blue fuckin duck
[Lil' Ed]
Lil' Ed buyin bedz with my nigga Fred
My nigga Fred favorite colors red
Fuck The Game he been framed got blamed and is so lame
My favorite coke is Dr. Pepper
Drinkin pepper sippin with Leopards
Lil' Ed with Fred, Jim Jones and Mike Jones kill that bitch
nigga Grill
[Chorus: x5]
[Lil' Matt & Lil' Ed Talkin' for a 1 minute and 30 seconds]
[Chorus: x4]