Hey, there are consequences, dude
You don't just knock a man and just fucking walk off like that dude
I'm here, come back, face me like a man, dude
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Bitch, I pop out, no back up, in NOHO gettin' racked up
Got D wheels in an Acura, no JT, but we act up
I stack up, and I stack up, yo' pockets dry, they chapped up
15 niggas in a whip, might have lap up, but we strapped up, lil' bitch
And my nigga's at the front door
Michael Jackson jacket all red, and my nuts low
Jodie F-O, not the nigga to be fronting on
Give a motherfuck what nigga's on, who you stunting on?
45-minute drive to the Bay Bridge
I ain't on no hyphy shit, but my face tainted
Bitch burn rubber, AGC is where it is
Shit was booming in the south 'fore it blew it where we live
Say he sound like a star, and he sound like the east coast
Mr. Fontaine, I'm just trying to let my wings show
Step into my crib, nigga, step into the heat shop
Break the backboard, like my name Shaq Diesel
Hot off the Porsche, getting knocked off the porch
Scott Storch, lean back, get dropped off the Porsche
Big whips, big trips, big knots, big torch
Big deal, real spill, big chilling, young boy
Bet, on my mama, it's a bet
My lil' nigga say, "We next", you see us moving on the 'net
And I'm praying for a check, palm slipping from the sweat
I got my foot on niggas neck, we're pushing like I got a bounty on my head, nigga
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Walk up in this bitch and yes, I look like walking lick
Like niggas talking shit, just watch who you be talking with
Look, baby, wanna fuck? But please don't touch my garment, bitch
Look, balling like a bitch, somebody, please go guard him, quick
Brody came equipped, I showed him how to dig a ditch, look
Mad as fuck 'cause they just got some dirt all up on my kicks, look
Mama mad as fuck, we had to send them on a trip, shit
Nigga was gon' do it anyway 'cause he's a misfit
Like Ay Young, step back, shoot like Tryon
Thuggin' 'til my day come and even when my day come
You better not come with A-gun, you better not go with a gun
You better come with A, son, you take one, we take some, nigga, woo
Back in this bitch, I don't know what's the trouble
But your niggas ain't ready, y'all ready for war?
Niggas be talking their shit and the hardest to get
To the top of the water, the door
I'ma stay talking this shit on the floor
Told you how I'm feeling like "duh"
Niggas don't fall, niggas don't fall, fall
Shaking 'em up
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