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Now I could ride through and scoop up a shooter
Find a nigga that could spot up and pull like a hooper recruiter
Then I sit em on the stoop with the ruger
Cuz them groupie intruders'll rush ya spot like a group of them looters
I got a one two as super as Judah's
For them niggas that's Disturbin Tha Peace like the group who with Luda
And I just met the connect who hit Snoop with his buddha
So I'm prolly lookin as high as Jupiter to ya
Shawty say I'm cute, but in the coupe I be cuter
Explain, she gives me brain like she Superhead tutor
On another note, she like Betty Crock with ready rock
Get pounds of that shit that smell like sweaty socks
But I did my share of choppin and baggin
Swappin and draggin, poppin a mag and
ain't gotta see to believe, just stop and imagine
I'm shoppin with swaggin, poppin them tags and
Yeah, I do a lot of shit poppin and braggin
And flip my middle finger as I hop in a wagon
Nigga, I'm too fly for the hi and goodbyes
And the haters too obvious to try to disguise
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/6qq5I keep my hand on my gun, my eye on the prize
High as the skies, nah pimp I ain't surprised
C'mon, I knew you would like it, maybe I'm psychic?
Thought you would love it, you know they can't get enough of it
C'mon and every verse was cold, my first one sold
Hand as a matter of fact my worse was gold
I'm as good as any rapper you know, capital L
Capital O, Capital S, Capital O
Ya rappin too slow, I'm lappin ya flow
I'm bout to force niggaz to go back to trappin for dough
And I grew up with the arm they been hatin since knee high
that's why me and Cain is like Payton and Eli
Strong like the Clitzgos, ball like we crazy
Splurge like skitzos you see the way my shits froze?
And its hangin off me like icicles
I used to pedal hard but its not on bicycles
This is way back when errbody would buy nickels
Nigga I was blowin through them lincolns like a tunnel
9-7, 3 quarter minkin in a tunnel
God damn y'all got a nigga thinkin of them bundles