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Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah Uh, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh I call it like I see it, keep my word, dog You ain't had to get it out the dirt, dog Rock a lot of ice, I think I'm Rick Ross She think she the shit, but got me pissed off It's just me and rocket bullets in this bitch Don't answer to me, just answer to the stick Bust it all over her mouth and in her lip, huh? Two years sleepin' on a lil' coach, a nigga rich, huh? Head dada, we done caught up with your bitch, huh? Main partner, he low down, he'll strip somethin' I want money out this rap 'cause it's a lick, huh? Once you pull up with your bitch, I might just hit somethin' Rest in peace to all the mob days I miss Johnny, Larry, Tay Man, and them dog days Uh-huh, I been bangin' since nine, dog But 'bout this 21 shit, you know I'm slidin', dog Boom (It's a Beat Mob production) Uh-huh Black mob soldier— Black mob soldier, nigga keep it— Uh-huh Pulled up to thе club, these niggas scared now (Uh-huh) I got that thing, now who I'm layin' out? (Uh-huh) Yеah From Letras Mania