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Stand back like that but clear for takeoff
Return of the real still banging fuck what you thought
Looking mad won't cross blowing good cough
Double down when niggas prayed that we fell off
It's da return of da real nigga tribe
It's a vibe tah be alive masked up we outside
With da goons and da goonies down in da gutta
With dat southwest mob click fuck a hunnit
Fuck a hunnit fuck a hunnit I'm a thousand percent
I crumble herb from out my jelly preserve and I get bent
I put a dent in my weed Crown and Red Bull
Every swallow out da bottle got my head full
Puff pull hit it hold till I cough
Water bubble in my bong rip cough
I go off what da fuck ya thought
Bitch I'm Da Jerk so by any means any cost
Big Patron from da block of all blocks
Big Patron Sis and Paul Renee and Aubrey can't stop
Won't stop getting money cash clothes hoes
I smoke I drink and count bank roll dank rolling
Stand back like that but clear for takeoff
Return of the real still banging fuck what you thought
Looking mad won't cross blowing good cough
Double down when niggas prayed that we fell off
Stand back like that but clear for takeoff
Return of the real still banging fuck what you thought
Looking mad won't cross blowing good cough
Double down when niggas prayed that we fell off
Without further due buckle up control on crews
Cough on exotic Mainy with an attitude
A couple parachutes tryna reach the altitude
No delay bullets strays and a casket suit
Different moves a couple plays just to see their face
Better pray a little harder try to throw another case
Let me up the stake take it how you wanna take
Blame it on my 11 wayz and my disobeyish game
Certified block proof animals loose
Waiting till the smoke die growling at the moon
They say its feeding time lunch niggas tuck soon
Touched the H town told Da Jerk to burn a few
I'm on my city shit and my 7's to