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Damn you done came up short again, ain't uh
'Cause yo homeboy fought again, ain't uh
But is you hoe ready for folk to kick in yo door
Say that the jackers kickin' yo hoe
Please give me the reason I'm fiendin' to know
Why cheese missin' in my flow

Givin' low Z's for the four when the price is usually eight
Just keepin' it real
You was gettin' half off and still came up a few grands short
Listen to you brag about yo days in the past
When you was gettin' paid livin' lavish
But that was way in the 70's
It's the best you pay me my fetti

'Fore they find yo brain the a chevy
All over the radio and ceiling
And I'ma hate it for your children
When my AK sprays wit yo dome
Cerebellum all over the passenger seat
Leavin' you dead
Wit' lead in yo head
In yo red candy apple capris

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy

Wuz up, big mouth, big talk, big game
I ain't Pastor Troy but it ain't no play, it ain't no game
Wit' a nigga like you runnin' around town actin' bulletproof
Be the one that get got get shot
I got a big ole gun and I'll use it too
Fool, don't play dumb, don't say, "Sean what you talkin' about"

'Cause I'm talkin' about this hoe I'm fuckin'
Same hoe you lustin'
You hate that don't ya, umm humm
Damn let me 'bout to nut up
uh uh, okay, wuz up, shut up
'Cause you ain't on my level
You cubic zirconia guess who the bezzle

She be lickin' on the head and my Peter
While you be beggin' to eat her
Better know yo role
When I get pissed off then the four four blows
And when the glock click hot shot spit
Then these hoes know

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy

If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Damn you done came up short again, ain't uh   'Cause yo homeboy fought again, ain't uh   But is you hoe ready for folk to kick in yo door   Say that the jackers kickin' yo hoe   Please give me the reason I'm fiendin' to know   Why cheese missin' in my flow      Givin' low Z's for the four when the price is usually eight   Just keepin' it real   You was gettin' half off and still came up a few grands short   Listen to you brag about yo days in the past   When you was gettin' paid livin' lavish   But that was way in the 70's   It's the best you pay me my fetti      'Fore they find yo brain the a chevy   All over the radio and ceiling   And I'ma hate it for your children   When my AK sprays wit yo dome   Cerebellum all over the passenger seat   Leavin' you dead   Wit' lead in yo head   In yo red candy apple capris      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll, boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy      Wuz up, big mouth, big talk, big game   I ain't Pastor Troy but it ain't no play, it ain't no game   Wit' a nigga like you runnin' around town actin' bulletproof   Be the one that get got get shot   I got a big ole gun and I'll use it too   Fool, don't play dumb, don't say, "Sean what you talkin' about"      'Cause I'm talkin' about this hoe I'm fuckin'   Same hoe you lustin'   You hate that don't ya, umm humm   Damn let me 'bout to nut up   uh uh, okay, wuz up, shut up   'Cause you ain't on my level   You cubic zirconia guess who the bezzle      She be lickin' on the head and my Peter   While you be beggin' to eat her   Better know yo role   When I get pissed off then the four four blows   And when the glock click hot shot spit   Then these hoes know      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll, boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy   Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll, boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll, boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy   Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it   Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it   You besta slow yo roll, boy   Or be found dead in yo Chevy      If you out there and you owe me   Or been scared to get my fetti   Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it