Yeah  I heard niggaz out here talking major shit you dig
 But ain't no motherfucker step to me and said "Spice you a punk"
 Cause you know I whup his motherfuckin ass

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 Niggas be muggin me  Don't show no love for me
 Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me
 Now when I walk on by  niggaz be muggin me
 Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me

 Now if your hoe come knockin at my door  she
 Must want a thug ass nigga for sure
 Cause it's the young playa Spiz-ice and I be stacking my paper
 24 motherfuckin 7, a nigga havin it major
 Now we can do this like playas
 or we can hop into some gangsta shit
 Niggas be tryin to clown, when your bailin with your bitch
 I almost fell, gettin up out the car but see
 I had to pistol whip the nigga because he knows who we are
 We the niggas with the Lex's, Rolexes laced up with diamonds
 Timer, Timer, Baller, Baller
 she fucked with the shot caller now
 Didn't need no scrilla to get her, she want a thug nigga
 Poppin collars, and at the same time clockin dollars
 Real as they come I got soldiers ready to rob at night
 And when a nigga goes to your jar you don't attempt to fight
 You playa hate daily, talkin the shit on the ace
 But you a bitch cause you never talk the shit to my face

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 I put the pedal to the metal and uh jump the Chevy
 heavy in the game
 But about four five different ghetto names
 I can't be tamed I'm a G to my heart
 I can't be changed I've been breaking these niggaz down from the start
 I'm hearing shit up in the streets man, niggaz is crazy
 I've been serving them dope fiends on that block
 since you was babies
 And the world is yours, nigga you can have it all
 But if you talk bad on this G ass nigga you'll take a fall, blaaaow
 How many hoes want a nigga that get his ass kicked
 Car took, whupped and jacked ain't got no get back
 I ain't the type to let no nigga jack me
 Baby we cool if they run up on the Caddy

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 I'm off the Hennessy, when it's me she's callin right back
 I'm up in the Benzo on the mobile spittin the game off the yack
 I'm strapped with two blacks, cuz I ain?t the baller
 who be out there slippin
 She understands niggaz be playa hatin so she ain't trippin
 Saggy pants G-braids but nigga still out to get paid
 I'm keepin my mind up on my money and all my money is made
 Shadetree niggaz be tryin to get in my mix
 Conflicts, 40 caliber cliques when I be burying tricks
 She seen me knock niggaz out now I do walkbys
 Now I put faulty ass niggas between them chalk lines
 See everybody be lookin when I be bailin, trailin indo smoke
 See it ain't nothing but the smooth sailin
 And now I kick back and enjoy my riches on a sunny day
 But sucka ass niggaz be all up in my way
 You're secure don't you worry bout a thang
 I got these two twin glocks and when they cocked this is what they say

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