Boy this feel like some gahdamn
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Fuck you talkin' bout
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Nah I ain't never been no bitch ass nigga so go on, step
Throw da right, left and leave a nigga holding his lip
Thinkin' he tough can get flipped
We only shoot if it's called for
But most you niggas ain't worth a bullet
You small forwards to a Shaquille type nigga that keep it real
Quite popular wit girls, that's what bitch niggas hate on
Fuck up out my face homes...
You shoulda stayed home, done ran into the wrong mf
You tryna Debo, It's Demo
Get beat over the head you come in here playin'
Might get fancy on a nigga and shuffle my feet before I throw da hands
In beast mode, call ya mans
Arm strong, call me Lance
Ain't none of y'all niggas got a chance
Put money on it
Bet 40 bands that you the only that got dirty pants
When the fight over I'm still young and handsome
Bitch I'm Chris Brown if ya wanna dance
Knock ya bitch down and do the money dance
And I'm shit talkin' all in advance
Cuz I ain't worried bout a bitch ass thing
Leave any of you niggas in pain
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