[Intro: T.I.] Nigga that's what I thought, I thought Ay, ay, ay, ay Yeah pussy nigga that's what I thought, I thought [Hook: T.I.] Better go on with that bullshit, we know you ain't doin shit Walkin round, talkin loud, still ain't got into it yet We be on that hood shit, you know how we do a bitch Nigga walk up to a bitch, nigga tell 'em you a bitch Aye you flaw (you flaw) and you soft (you soft) Yeah pussy nigga that's what I thought Aye, aye you flaw (you flaw) and you soft (you soft) Yeah pussy nigga that's what I thought [T.I.] Aye, I was the nigga with the tool out, right in front the schoolhouse Then the bigger nigga fail assassin, what it do now? Catch him let him have it, nigga best be glad I cooled down A fool wit it, hit a nigga hood, make him move out Yeah, nigga know it ain't no hoein' us Try Thursday night and Friday shit just go to blowin up Better catch a cut on that box Chevy go to showin up Sho' 'nuff we at your do' and on ya ass soon as it open up Nigga twice as old as us, knew we was 'bout that action too Up and down the avenue, walkin wit a attitude Try whoever ready for whatever, it don't matter dude Best be on your P's and Q's cause never know what Cap'll do He cap a nigga on the news, he a fool wit it Nowadays it's different, I don't understand how dude kick it Computer gooning, makin threats over the internet Talkin 'bout what you gon' do and you ain't did it yet! [Hook] [Mac Boney] Yeah that's what I thought, and that's what I was thinkin You know Boney be on point, especially when I'm drinkin I play a hater smooth to the left side, pimpin off of Westside And I don't take light to all the square types, I'm 'bout mine Stomp a nigga ass like I'm tryna make some red wine Be all on yo' ass like a canine, rewind I start to bring the fists out, then I brought the pistols out Runnin through the spot, you done brought the brown niggas out Finger itchin now, should you get the bigger picture now I won't allow, a hater to get raw I will air him out Think about, every single thing that you care about Stare down the barrel of my bad news carrier The more the merrier, a group of suckers watch me tear 'em up The boss said hurry up, while I go crank the McClaren up You haters scared of us, cause we known to make a cherry bust You not prepared for us, we done came into yo' area [Hook] [Killer Mike] Killer Killer from the villa, Westside go-rilla Go realer than these country-ass monkey-ass niggas These funky-ass niggas, asswipe how I treat 'em Fuck nigga how I greet 'em, first I beat 'em to they feeter Might shoot 'em, might leak 'em, funerals I might preach 'em Right befo' I six feet 'em - you already know the story bruh Call the coroner, this sucker dead meat I ain't never scared pussy nigga, I just dead beef Eat it like Angus, 50 caliber, knock a plug out your anus If I aim higher leave yo' monkey-ass brainless Front page constitution, damn I make a fuck nigga famous Fuck nigga famous! Now the call the governor, the mayor and the chief of the police Tell 'em homicide is high ridin, I'm back on they street Then, call the traffic gangstas and the suckers talkin lip Tell 'em bang bang bang if a nigga speak on TIP [Hook]
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