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Aight, nigga
Aight
Long live Mook
Long live Mike
Diss on them you gon' lose yo' life
Don't say they name in vain, know it's gon' be double L's in front of yo' name, nigga
Hmm, you know that
(TwelveO made this shit bang)
Aight
I really be chillin', but bro just said, "It's 'bout that time again" (it's 'bout that time)
Tell 'em, "Come to the block," took a fuck-nigga pipe, gotta show 'em I'm slime again
Took a lil' break from the music, now I'm back droppin', I'm back in my prime again (I'm back)
Munchie got clapped, and Dates got hit with a switch, now the O' back hidin' again
I'm addicted, I really been dyin' to spin
They losin', the opps been dyin' to win
I'm gettin' my food to go, you can go ask the O' what it's like when you dinin' in (you die)
I hit his ass up 'til he fell, but bro shot too, he was really just chimin' in (come here, come here)
They say that they work in the joint, won't come shoot it up if they tellin' what he ridin' in
Big Jilla on hot shit like Lil Riley friend
You don't wanna die, it's best you think wisely then (think wise)
Dude right here on the Blue Line layin' on his back, somebody come grab this man (come get him)
They say Big Jill can't run, when twelve hit the lights, boy, I swear to God he can (he gone)
He was just talkin' so crazy, got hit with a switch, now he just a Godly man
He flexin' a ten, somebody come rob this man
If Mook was alive, I'll probably'll rob again (come here)
Dude back beatin' his bitch, now she on my phone tryna twist my knob again
We caught us a opp up in traffic, I ain't on the aux, but I'm bumpin' my rod again
Backend right here off a Yerc', I'm recordin' his ass 'cause he finna nod again (goin' to sleep)
Bounced out on the opps' block, uppin' this big-ass Drac'
Like, "What is the problem is?" (Like, "What is the problem?")
I caught me a vic' with the Drac', but I missed with the switch, so the switch is the problem then
Somethin' ain't right? TG comin' to fix it, we really the problem men (nigga, we solve it)
Dude did that lil' one shit, then got booked, now we shootin' at all his friends (his dumb-ass)
Bring the Track' out, we finna dog again (gone)
Check hit, let's tear down the mall again (nigga, we turnt)
Hit this bitch one time, pussy wasn't really on nothin', so I never call again (it's over)
I'm turnt, I'm fuckin' on Paula friends (you know that)
High-speeds, I'm fuckin' with Frog again (gone)
I slowed up off of the drank, now I look good, I'm gettin' back tall again
This part for the opps, nigga, fuck y'all again (fuck y'all), she fat, Three need a smaller friend
If she over there, we already balled her then
Yo' bitch over here, that mean stop callin' then (stop callin')
I'm not in the county, I won't ever brawl again, I'm up, I won't ever fall again
I'm back in the 'Raq, I'm breakin' them laws again (you know that)
They all on my dick 'cause I'm back in the blogs again (you know that)
Nigga (fuck all the opps)
Ayy, let me do ad-libs, hurry up
Aight, bet