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Hold up, Mddl Fngz up
p*ssy as* Down nigg*
Htown texas stand up
Southwest, sunnyside, PA we up in here baby
Holla, knowm talking bout
Bun B
Say, nigg* u cant run, nigg* u cant hide
Know that we got guns, know that we gon ride
Blow out your insides and leave you to rot
Cause when we give it to u b*tch we give u all that weve got
Now all it takes is one shot to put your as* in a ditch
But you gon get the other 49 for bein a b*tch
Go to war with the big men when it makes no sense to
Repercussions get extreme when we ride against you
Aint no movie, your baby mama, teachers and your kids
Everybody finna get it for the s**t that u did
So when I get to your crib, better come out swingin
Cause the devil aint even ready for this hell Im bringin
We dont want no dope
We dont want no cash
We dont want no excuses
We just want your as*
So when that front door crash, and u see them soldiers
When that gun go blast, dont say Bun didnt told ya
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If I I pull it out my pocket, be the first one to bust,
We aint playin wit u hoes
Retaliation is a must
First nigg* make a move, first nigg* hit the dutch
Mddl Fngz
Yeahh, now I stand on my two feet,
One playa, two heats
20 shot, hollow heads, b*tch give me the loose leaf
fk beef I got a K for
In spots the law wont find u for days my
Southside young playa full of plots and scams
Show ya how to get cha overs up and lock the grams
Boys know me in the hood, but not for rappin
Back street trappin, front line, ya boys a captain
First nigg* to shot, I aint tryna talk,
Bring the heat to the hospital and finish u off
No life is a come up, when Im rollin with my gun up
Dont get ya b*tch gun, but nigg* what u want, what?
And aint s**t to get ya family touched
Catch auntie on the bus, and pop her as* like a clutch nigg*
Im in the game cause I love the rush,
Love to bust
This fans money never enough nigg*
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Mddl Fngz
45 in the rova, the k is on my shoulder
Pop your b*tch ass, then I go and smoke it over
gettin older, but thugs is comin younger
So just in case u wonder, I keep a (?) up under
Cause nigg* u a blunder
Got rock by the thunder
Cryin to Bun, but he the reason that we done ya
Gave us the word, said we keep the bird
Leavin is for nerds, I put your brain on the curb, fka
Pull ya piece nigg*, and watch ya rest it
Come to this clip game, b*tch Im the best in it
The white flag u wavin, now its on b*tch please
All your love ones houses lookin like swiss cheese
Tried to let your as* make it, but your as* act a fool
Now the HK, the AK and the AR is the tools
All your homeboys gone and them hoes wont help
So tell ya mom and your sister break out the black dress
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