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Uh, uh, uh, uh Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) It's big dog, baby, gettin' down like what See I'm a thoroughbred, I don't fuck wit much Bloodline is where the pups at They off the grand champ, yeah, what black? Don't nothin' move less, dog say so Cats clueless about the way it go Off the chain I got at least three kills Even though my last album only did three mil' I still give 'em chill 'cause they feel dog I can't help what it is, shit is real dog You must have thought that, it was a joke or somethin' Now you done fucked around and got your man choked for frontin' Now, hold up playa 'cause I don't play those games And don't ask me shit 'cause I don't say no names See what, I know I'm taking to the fuckin' grave So, keep knockin' 'cause you ain't gettin a fuckin' thing, c'mon Fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, who we be was off the last joint But now it's who we see and we forget the last joint Cats ain't never walked like X Even before coochie rapper talked like sex I've been around since at least eighty-three So, ain't no sense in you motherfuckers hatin' me 'Cause I'm gon' be here when you cats is gone And other cats is on, another batch is born Don't give a fuck about none of y'all Fuck each and every one of y'all 'Cause I done it all, been where ya at Been where ya goin' then brought it back I tried to tell ya 'bout it but you wouldn't listen Now I'm gonna take it to the hood 'cause the hood will listen I wish you woulda listened 'cause then you woulda known That it's only right to give a dog a bone, bitch Fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aw man, there are some things I can't stand When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand When a nigga follow 'cause he actin' like my man Nigga, might as well swallow 'casue he actin' like a fan And I got balls like you do Man, I got Paul to pull through you Stan, don't they know how we do? In to the streets with our hearts to the people Gots to give a little to get somethin' back And what you usually give, see you ain't nothin' black But when you don't give then it won't last His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast You'll get broke fast, that's the Lord's will Hold up I think somebody's at the door, chill You sit right there, I'mma answer that 'Cause when I finish poppin' ain't nobody answerin' back Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Aiyo, fuck y'all niggaz (Man, fuck you too) Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it Fuck it
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Rondell Edwin Turner, Lou Courtney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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