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Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss nigg* you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
nigg* I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
Chorus
Verse 1
This here make ya pi*s in ya sweats
you know me michell and Ness Smithin and Wess Pistol and vest
I take ya life with a sound i got the whistle of death
ya boy flow put the crystal in meth
take the listeners breath
you won't believe what they do for c*ck
I hit the telly thrash
and slide off before the rooster crock
pour out some liquor for big let off 2 for pac
don't mingle around shoot off the roof alot
fk rattin every tooth is locked
and you co-operating
helping em d*mn near recruit the block
Im blowing hevay on the sofa with the dessie
just incase a nigg* soft enough to slip through the crack
Id rather throw some at you then get my s**t blew back
this is hardc*re pitbull rap right out the track
The hood a bring the b*tch out for ya
man I get the glock
my money flip like fish out water (Yeah)
Verse 1
Chorus
Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss nigg* you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
nigg* I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
Chorus
(Verse 2)
Im staring to feel like I got it all sewn up
I helped raise a few of these
now they think they all grown up
see these DVD G's is p*ssed off behind the scenes
spoon fed
cl*t soft as lima beans
to be real I dont know why im even trippin
cuz we run this s**t
like diarhea drippin
the breads long the pipe big
so Im comfortabe enough to got to court in my pj's like mike did
I move around with the set long madley
so chill cuz you can't block those wit Shawn Bradley
im a still be here when D-block flops
I got more cash than them in my rebook box
I brighten up the picture i shine bright
standing in my way the only way to be in the lime light
im lazy when i hit and run
which means you gon get to cum
even if you dont get to come
Chorus
Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss nigg* you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
nigg* I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
Chorus
Verse 3
(feel/steal) when i pass
Cuz im on a spaceship on wheels
First to death
Little dude couldn't slip on pills
You b*tch, all you gotta do is slip on heels
Cheatin on me, cuz the house on the cliff (?)
I get the brush on ya, give the clique boys chills
Man there wont be no more songs stick saw(?) spills
I get the bills, 'um black entrepounigg* strapped with a vest armed with a trigga. I run and got a twin tag-along
The b*tch is a quarter
I dont mind to split 'em up
Bloods thicker than water
So i capture all the episodes on the camcorder
She lick it of her stomach, right after i glam (?) on her
I turn the corner with the mack daddy lip
Supa fly black Mary Flint in the bed (?)
I thought about clapping Joe,
but why clap him with the iron
he one big mac away from diein
