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My block is hotter than a mutha fucka
'cause Jake and Johnny,
swoopin' around the corner quicker than Bounty
'the quicker picker upper'
quick to stick up,
and hit up
they comin' up out wit' them handcuffs
(woop woop)
that's the fuckin' sound and I stand up
I hit the alleyway
like I was hittin' 'licks' to pay rent
my shadow's down the road
and I aint' even hit the pavement
there goes my stash...
there goes the switch blade...
there goes the the envelope of cash that I just made
damn, man
*There's gotta be a better way*
but that line you say
aint' payin' the bills on time come this here saturday
so I hit these fuckin' streets...
I smoke bud,
fuck fine ass women,
and make the illest beats
yea say it...
say it louder
'cause I'm about to show you
what 'I' do w/ gunpowder
you fuckin' with a man,
that's been fucked with his whole life
yea-
I'll run up in your crib,
ruin yo' whole- night
hold- tight...
here- I...come
lights- out...
fuck it....done
one less bitch I never worried about
fuckin' with a city boy in the south?

GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT
WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME
'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS BAD PUBLICITY
IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON
SO SAY IT LOUDER
SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE
BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR

...'cause, I'm about 2 miles
from your state line
and I aint tryin' to leave there
with no hate crime
I try to put behind...
the shit you took from mine
the shit inside my mind
I'm blind about to dull yo' shine
chrome chrome chrome
awww look, it's spinnin'
but my chrome chrome chrome
just made for spittin'
you'll be wishin once this paragraph is written
that I'll explode
FUCK YOU HATERS
time to expose
(take this down)
*anyone that hates on me...
their faces go...
on a backdrop on stage
at all of my shows
so everybody knows
what a bitch looks like...
what a hater really is you see
(lyrics reversed)
I like the sound of that...
like I like, yo' momma
I'm talkin shit again,
but hey, at least it aint' no drama
I let my thoughts go...
every now and then
I got a thing against you fuckers,
picking up them pens
and lying to my friends,
and to my family
and every kid
that sits and watches you on MTV
I'll tell you now,
as soon as I'm known in this industry
I'm-a make you fuckin' wish
you never been the way you been to me.


GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT
WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME
'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS BAD PUBLICITY
IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON
SO SAY IT LOUDER
SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE
BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR


I'm here
you're there
I'm thinking about you
fuck you too
I'm here
I never never NEVER did doubt you
and I LOVE YOU TOO
I'm here
you're there
this song is about you
I KNOW YOU
you'll swear, up and down
this song's not about you
won't you?
that's the truth.
My block is hotter than a mutha fucka   'cause Jake and Johnny,    swoopin' around the corner quicker than Bounty    'the quicker picker upper'   quick to stick up,    and hit up    they comin' up out wit' them handcuffs   (woop woop)    that's the fuckin' sound and I stand up   I hit the alleyway    like I was hittin' 'licks' to pay rent   my shadow's down the road    and I aint' even hit the pavement   there goes my stash...    there goes the switch blade...    there goes the the envelope of cash that I just made   damn, man    *There's gotta be a better way*   but that line you say    aint' payin' the bills on time come this here saturday   so I hit these fuckin' streets...   I smoke bud,    fuck fine ass women,    and make the illest beats   yea say it...    say it louder   'cause I'm about to show you    what 'I' do w/ gunpowder   you fuckin' with a man,    that's been fucked with his whole life    yea-    I'll run up in your crib,    ruin yo' whole- night   hold- tight...   here- I...come   lights- out...   fuck it....done   one less bitch I never worried about   fuckin' with a city boy in the south?      GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT   WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME   'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING   AS BAD PUBLICITY   IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON   SO SAY IT LOUDER   SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE   BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR      ...'cause, I'm about 2 miles    from your state line   and I aint tryin' to leave there    with no hate crime   I try to put behind...   the shit you took from mine   the shit inside my mind    I'm blind about to dull yo' shine   chrome chrome chrome    awww look, it's spinnin'   but my chrome chrome chrome    just made for spittin'   you'll be wishin once this paragraph is written    that I'll explode   FUCK YOU HATERS   time to expose   (take this down)   *anyone that hates on me...    their faces go...   on a backdrop on stage    at all of my shows    so everybody knows    what a bitch looks like...    what a hater really is you see   (lyrics reversed)   I like the sound of that...   like I like, yo' momma   I'm talkin shit again,    but hey, at least it aint' no drama   I let my thoughts go...   every now and then   I got a thing against you fuckers,    picking up them pens   and lying to my friends,    and to my family   and every kid    that sits and watches you on MTV   I'll tell you now,    as soon as I'm known in this industry   I'm-a make you fuckin' wish    you never been the way you been to me.          GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT   WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME   'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING   AS BAD PUBLICITY   IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON   SO SAY IT LOUDER   SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE   BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR         I'm here   you're there   I'm thinking about you   fuck you too   I'm here    I never never NEVER did doubt you   and I LOVE YOU TOO   I'm here   you're there    this song is about you   I KNOW YOU   you'll swear, up and down    this song's not about you   won't you?   that's the truth.