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zuò qǔ : Thomas, Virgil |
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Mmm, mmm, c' mon |
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Ah, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon |
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C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon |
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C' mon, c' mon, look, look |
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When I start to spray, clear the way, or get knocked' |
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Cause once my thang cock, |
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I then aim and pop |
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I' m a donkey wodie, a untamed gorilla |
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Wilder than real a, |
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T. C. Representer |
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Known for spinnin' |
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Benz, gettin' about fifty |
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Plus I' m quick to ride, and give it to you snitches |
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I' m a no doubt fella, always have |
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I always will |
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Uptown fella, young and thuggin' plus |
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I' m realIn my blood in my veins it be the way that |
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I beAll I know is killin', murder drama no peace |
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Youngsta nineteen who got off the porch early |
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I done did it all believe dat, ya heard me |
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Whoever like testin' look, don' t you do it' |
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Cause I don' t hesitate especially if you blew it |
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You' re set |
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I run, through it, like a mad man |
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Don' t think |
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I won' t do it, leave your momma sad man |
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Look here, it' s in me lil' wodie to be the thug that |
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I beIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear baguettes on |
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RoleyIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear, |
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T' s, ' Baud' s, and |
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Ree' sIt' s in me lil' wodie, look here, it' s in me lil' wodie |
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It' s in my bloodstream wodie, to be the type that |
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I amSold gats split hash take a boy from his fam |
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Nothin' but streets, look, it' s all that |
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I knowKnockin' you off yo' feet, it' s all that |
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I knowDrivebys and pull ups |
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I' m prepared every day |
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Thuggin' as usual |
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I do dat every day |
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Quick to roast ya, if you' re not from round my way |
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In the middle of the quarter in one of them hallways |
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Quick to still ya yeah, |
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I' m real I ain' t fake |
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Leave that a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape |
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Put a hole in your thinkin' cap, you won' t be thinkin' no more |
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Look, you' ll be put to nap |
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A youngster play it raw raw, and " X" ya out |
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Me and my dog |
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Rat quick to run up in yo' house |
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Yeah, I goes out ' cause it' s in me lil' daddy |
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When it' s a coke drought |
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I tote a semi lil' daddy |
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Look here, it' s in me lil' wodie to be the thug that |
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I beIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear baguettes on |
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RoleyIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear, |
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T' s, ' Baud' s, and |
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Ree' sIt' s in me lil' wodie, look here, it' s in me lil' wodie |
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I' m the one they' re talkin' about, original hot boy |
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Lil' Turk wodie, run up and get shot boy |
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With a long gun, |
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AK with fifty rounds in it |
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Ain' t gon' be nuttin' nice, when |
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I' m spinnin' and bendin' |
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Non stop cousin, the chopper a fool yes |
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Get your mind right, that' s what it do yes |
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Blood and brains, all over the streets |
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Is what you see dawg, messin' with me |
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I' ll do you somethin' awful split ya deep |
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Closed casket you had front you for your peeps |
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I get up then blast, somebody dyin' tonight |
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Load up the mac, look |
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I' m ridin' tonight |
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I disguise like a woman mask over my face |
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Gloves on my hand no evidence no case |
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That' s how |
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I do it, look, do it smart and smooth |
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If you don' t want my trouble look, better be cool |
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Look here, it' s in me lil' wodie to be the thug that |
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I beIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear baguettes on |
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RoleyIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear, |
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T' s, ' Baud' s, and |
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Ree' sIt' s in me lil' wodie, look here, it' s in me lil' wodie |
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Look here, it' s in me lil' wodie to be the thug that |
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I beIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear baguettes on |
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RoleyIt' s in me lil' wodie to wear, |
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T' s, ' Baud' s, and |
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Ree' sIt' s in me lil' wodie, look here, it' s in me lil' wodie |