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Give em what they want c'mon
Give em what they want c'mon
Give em what they want
they all can't get it
Give em what they want c'mon
Give em what they want c'mon
give it to em!!
owwwww!
verse #1
cats slide to the hood
but i walk through it
holdin my fkin d*ck
and thats all to it
this aint no new s**t
told ya when i metcha
show some fkin respect
knock before ya enter
betcha, if its me thats comin to getcha
its gonna be a back down n'lets betcha
for real,ya'll don't know pain
uhuhcuz ya'll dont know me
uhuhand thats my name
aint a fkin thing changed still tha same
yall got dope but rob
so be mob
why yo be hard
through the street i rep that
beat and scar
respect that an' step back
come at me sideways
and get laid down where ya stand
gun load**bla-dow!** with the cannons
so stop all the dirty fkin looks
cause yall ain't fkin crooks
fk around and get took
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i make moves, i break rules
pistol whip if they got fake jewels
i take tools get money wid em
i make rules get blood in em
fkin with that nigg* Earl Simmons
will have you in the middle a da ocean...swimmin
up to creek with no paddle
yall fk
right when u sholda bucked
yall ducked
stuck 'em down
thats your muth*r fkin luck what!?
clown! what now!?
keep fkin playin
im gonna keep a nigg* 6 feet deep layin'
s**t keps sprayin
watch yall sayin?
dont want nuthin...c'mon
yall known for frontin
stop..plaque!
we dont take the cali to dem axe
please dont remind me a dat
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