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Check my levels Levels is good? (Uh) Uh-huh, Pump with the rubber hand grip (Uh) You don't know who you playing with Yeah, Pimpstead nigga If it's trouble then we shootin' it's troubleshooting We shootin' up but we ain't struggling with drug use Throwin' all these subs what that make you subhuman? This is music for sub-machine gun users (Uh) Speeding in the BMW lookin' unassuming (Uh) Just me and my Uzi we lookin' like a couple spooning (Mmm) Enough with the canoodling, blow your noodles on your beautiful drip This is Hoorsenbuhs, you should google it My love language is another matrix Screw your baby mother like some Cartier love bracelets Hеrmès blankets that's a blanket statemеnt Need more than handkerchief 'cause we covering all the basics Might yank you out the whip and strip you naked (Get over here) Niggas comparing MJ to "Weird Al" Yankovic (Huh?) It's a bitch ain't it? (Bitch ain't it?) When the love always outweigh the negative (It do) I'm on the edge, I'm at the ledge of the clip, break your neck like a breadstick Forever devilish, don't you ever forget.. how the AK-47 kick like an elephant Knock a fella' off the edge of the fence Don't take offence if it's a brick of cocaine we hid in the Mercedes-Benz Letras de cancionesBaby that's for my lady friends, was just taking it for a spin (Who do you know who would do some shit like that?) (Spin) Pump with the rubber hand grip You don't know who you playin' with (Say it with-) Pump with the rubber hand grip Say, say it with me, you don't know who you playin with Break it down Uh, uh-huh, yeah, uh Pump with the rubber hand grip (Yeah) Look, soon as the drama came afoot you was shot in the foot Throw a couple at your knot like you playing shot put Three-hundred rounds pop your hood look like you were shot by an octopus Book your watch you got everything inside your pocket took The cops was shook We even took what you hide in your lady pocketbook (Get that) Ok it's time to cook, it look like we threw lava on your designer goods (Tssss') Ask the Doc' how it look said "It's not good" Shoulda' just left the body to rot in the woods Tryna' be Hollywood, forgot they even knocked out Suge The Witch made the magic wand out of Holly wood Gotta' keep a shotty' nearby where you potty or do karate good If not then you should not be in the hood (Go!) Fuck an oppie' I will take you to blood (Word, no love, no motherfuckin' love nigga) Blood He was eager to show this very unusual pace But some of his colleagues were critical that is was not appropriate to show someone who was essentially in their terms "A Freak" Rather than someone who was acutely ill From Letras Mania