Yo, if you wanna go to war, it's alright
You wanna
I'd Rather Cut you
JT Money: Come here baby
I'd rather cut
JT
Y'all got this motherfuckin pumped up
I noticed ain't nobody smokin
What up G'yea
Father to son, know what it is?
What up
Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho
Hey yo, life's a bitch, so why marry one?
A nigga
Here we are in the motherfucking house
Sitting round here waiting
Caught up, Dirty Game
Nigga I deal wit' it though, you
East coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear
Gotta work these hoes, gotta work these hoes
Gotta make this
* credited to luke, as it appeared on his album
Most rappers ain't nothing but niggas who talk a good
That's right, we're Pimpin' On Wax, biatch
Short dog in the
[Verse 1]
She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw
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