[Hook] Beat 'em down to da' flo' [x8] Okay, Okay I want war over poverty and pain over peace Sometimes I sit and fuckin' wonder "Am I more about the peace?" My pistol clicked and released And bust a nut when I squeeze And have a orgasm every time a punk pussy bleed Feel me, a nigga better kill me Make sure that I'm dead and then my nigga bury me I mourn, then I put a lock on my coffin so I can never escape Look at my enemies smile when they come to my wake Killin' me was a mistake, that's how I know that you're fake Now I'm the master of your soul, the captain of your fate Down here, hell out the way, in the hung I-E-A Trap a snitch, trick, nigga were a dumb bitch stay I put it all on the plate, cheese, eggs, Welch's grape Kaopate, cause I'm the shit nigga, all damn day And what I say? Ain't no play, down here where I stay I'm from that motherfuckin' G to the A Home of the french-braid, A-K, Cadillac Escalade .45 Glock with dots, sawed off for this murder mission With the gold, my heart is turnin' cold I got plenty fuckin' pot, but I ain't seen no gold I got to let y'all niggas know, we gonna drop these fuckin' 'bows Stand toe to fuckin' toe, beat your ass down to da flo' [Hook] My dick is fuckin' dirty, so I'm tainted with blood I'm a motherfuckin' thug, don't know the meaning of love After thinkin' 'bout the blood my nigga must spill Sometimes I sit up at night thinkin' "How he got killed?" I'm feelin' guilt that them niggas who did it is still breathing I'll run up on them fuckers in Hunting Season Physco at it, lunatic, I ain't 'bout to fuck shit Kill a snitch, take a shit, mercy; never heard of it I was sent to rock this bitch Take this fucker to the ground Yea', I'm bound, burn it down, ain't none nigga finna' stop me now Do you hear me? Can you feel me? Bitch you'd better fuckin' kill me Eighteen to the chest, hope you're wearing a fuckin' vest I'm about to make a mess, survival is my only test All the shit you done did, hell naw, I can't forget I ain't lyin', I ain't cryin', I ain't no fuckin' Ginuine Sang to nann hoe, fuck nigga, die slow I'm uh make this coward moan "Aug Thug" Red bone, fuck what you heard nigga I'm the king, I'm the don Last shown, every song, bad to the fuckin' bone Wish all these haters would leave me the fuck alone Mission with the gold, my heart is turnin' cold I got plenty fuckin' pot but I ain't seen no gold I got to let y'all niggas know, we gonna drop these fuckin' 'bows Stand toe to damn toe, beat your ass down to the flo' [Hook] Now nigga what! Now nigga what! Now nigga what! Now get it crunk! Now get it crunk! Now get it crunk! Now get it crunk! Drop them 'bows Left, Right Right, Left Stop there, uppercut Nigga it's time to ball
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