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Yeah come see this
Come see this ol' light skinned
I seen him and I'm
Disturbin' tha peace is the
Please tell fake ass niggas who you are

I be dat nigga named
Alert it's the atllien intruder
park water boy, spittin' in tha c-cooler
I jam till they deaf, they call me dick da ruler
Women indeed, keep ya closed
blows, come out dem clothes hoe
Low pros, low bows, watch out for the
And I chose, to be dat one contender, southern offender
up ya whole agenda

When I you try to run
When I run you try to
You skated the of my finger
Call me gley
Its you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a pocket full of family stones, think I'm sly

Oh why try, you one of dem niggaz that like to death
And I'm one of dem niggaz rip up excursions
Til there is no seats
You shit out wheat chex and fart out deep
While we toss darts at the bottom of y'all

Dat nigga
Oh dat nigga is
Dat can't fuck wit me thou
Let me get on da mic
Nigga, who da are you nigga

I be dat nigga bronze
Playaz ball or go on strike 'cause of my pitches
They think I want they
But I don't no pigeons
Yet pigeons can my dishes
And y'all want no scrubs till y'all pull out y'all extensions

Y'all in school detention that'll come out
Man I'll catch yo Achilles and put a sock in yo mouth
'Cause we da shit in the south, they know what I'm 'bout
You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all and Ralph
4-ize it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames
Not even Joshua can come to war wit dis

These bitch niggaz is lame and come down wit da
You all wet behind da but its a drought in ya brain
And dats tha simple and man
W dot shh
(Man dat lauder's got some hotter than hot shh)
Well sh-sh-shut da up
you get cu-cu-cut-cut da fuck up

on man
Hold on lil
talkin' 'bout shorty man
Shorty up at da station man?
Shorty be man?
Man, let the name be
Who talkin' 'bout

I be dat nigga dat lova
I'm nastier thinkin' about yo' parents sex each other
No glove, no love, betta yo dick to run for cover
So when lightening strikes, you can be on a few rubbers
If you know I mean
Not everybody is Mr and Mrs.
Some get burnt Freddie Kruger, sweat dreams
Girls dey ass up now they 400 degrees ha

Hot girl, to give to niggaz up on da block girl
Have you "Stop girl"
I rock worlds with my 9 louieville slugga
Still wonder why they me lova lova
Self
Ass
I bring 'em back to da future a '85 Delirium

Da Luda emporium
On da prescription
You like my
And my nurse convention
I put da stethoscope quite close to yo
Have yo butt checks red man like Quilly

See me, see me
Ha ha ha
C E O
D T P
2-0
Fate

Shondrez-zy on da
Circle to ya boy
College park
Virgo nigga, wha
Ahh ahh ahh