Lyrics
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Rock-a-bye, baby
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Oh you'se dead motherfucker
Just look into my eyes, you see there's no bullshit
And I'ma professional, drama bring a .9 slinger
Just look at my face, do I look like I'm playing with you?
Listen to my verse, do it sound like I'm a scared fool? No
I don't give a fuck when I rap
You see me in the street it's the same way I act
It's not movie dawg, it's a reality show
So that'll be real good when that Cali-coat blow
Welcome to the life of V.I.P
On DVD 'cause shit too violent for MTV
There's niggas being killed, bitches being fucked
There's drugs being sold, our money getting up
If you look into my mind, all you see is hate dunno
The blood's everywhere, but most of 'em is fake one's
I load up the .9, trying to get payload
I take everything from you shoes to your Kangol
You gotta give it up or get your arm chopped off
Niggas know my name, Big Twinz pop off
The fiends know wassup, I'm the one to cop off
I'm not soft, Infamous fire like hot-sauce
Get a load of real shit, the hemi go bang
The swami go rang, in the shoot & range
So I could perfect my aim
Stick you like a dope needle how a nigga aim
Sharp-shooter, top shotta, top fire rapper
Voted most likely to knock back up
I pick the ratch up and cap you up
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Night or day it don't matter
The skateboarder, surf boarder, snowboarder
Understand P you see 'cause he's sorta
The best stuff on earth and if you come up
With your bitch to put the cuff on first
'Cause I'ma animal pimp, I get up on a female
And tell her things she likes, she give me that tail
And I call heads, but I was all wrong dawg, a sex is the best
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Rock-a-bye, baby
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And the man walked in the valley
Of the shadow of death
For years and he feared no evil