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[Chorus x2] All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stuntin Dope Boys lose they mind when they see me coming All the haters get to runnin when they hear that choppa drummin, Blllluuupp, blllluup bumpin [Yung Joc] Y'all ready know, ya ain't even gotta wonder I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that? My rhymes like crack, fiends screamin, "gimmie that!" I'm being like a monkey, and that '73 dope Need a desert eagle, reefer smellin like a skunk Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji If it's a problem, I suggest you let it go Got some killas over there, more hellan than the lord I beat the block up You can hear me when I'm comin If it's a problem then the choppers start drummin, drummin [Chorus x2] My niggas flip birds Your niggas flip burgers My niggas got work Your niggas just workers Letras de cancionesMy niggas, we get hurt Your niggas is unheard of My niggas murder Your niggas get murdered My niggas win niggas Your niggas get drenched My niggas play the field Your niggas ride bench My niggas is quarterbacks Your niggas just recieve With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked Now ain't that something, let the story get told As the plot thickens and the script unfolds [Chorus x2] I get back around three We can do it more again Message to them hater middle finger to the wind Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk Everybody know that I do it for the hood Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good Word on the street, Joc got the heat Suede on the seat, 28's on the feet Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money When ya add it up now I'm drinkin red money My wrist gone froze Make em jump out of they clothes Go ahead drink tonite, cuause tommorrow you gotta go [Chorus x2] Ha ha ha, nigga Rookie of the year, play ya postition nigga, ya'll fuck boys stop ya husstlin, ya'll niggas know how we do it. Ya'll know what it is. All the way from the motherfuckin west side to the south side nigga. ML king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three-tweny. Whats up Koolaide? Yeeaahh. Rest in peace my nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil' Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the motherfuckin southside nigga. College Park! Ya know what I'm talkin about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain't nothin but love, ya'll know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up next nigga. And I'm outta here. From Letras Mania