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Chorus:
Motherfuck yo record label, trick
Motherfuck yo record label, snitch
Wassup bussa, I gotta let ya know
I got the fo-fo moving fast on ya ho
Motherfuck you and your record label
Let’s gone get raw and take it to the next level
I heard what you and your partner was spittin’
That was bitch shit, now the ?? gon be hittin’
Fuck all the niggers in yo crew
Be a real nigga and ride solo fool
Bustin’ station cars swanging in ya videos
And you use the same gals that I used before
I know you wanting me to shine
Hell no nigger, you done lost yo mind
And ??, with a bitch ass nigger
Bout to see ??-ass, killa
And I don’t give a fuck how much they pay me
It’ll be on your shit they have to slay me
Chorus x2
Yeah, I’m calling you bustas out
I dare one of you faggots to come to my house
Cuz while you come through to hoop or hate
I’m blasting soon as you hit the gate
And I’m a go hard
Fuck a funeral, you getting buried in my backyard
Stepped on the lawn of G
And got popped in the head real quickly
I’m supposed to be sad cause you a ?monkified? ten?
Holla at Gawd, that’s between you and him
What’s between us the hollow point to your chest cavity
Now pause for a nigger as you pulled by gravity
That’s what I’m talking about, gangster shit
Faggot ass busta got your top half split
Chorus x4
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