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Huh, uh, huh!?

Just when they thought it was safe
I picked up the phone and called it a day
I bought a new car, caught a new case, fuck it
[Featuring Mac] 

[Master P] 

Dear Mr. President i live in the hood 

Where people live bad 

But say its all good 

And my homies
let it goooo

Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
uh, HUH"

(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne..
Came here to fuck with me tonight, shwaty)

[Scarface - Verse 2wo]
I am as, real as they come as hard as they
dick 'em
down, 'cause I'm a ...

Chorus (4x):  Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis
Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby
It's like that from
Huh, uh, huh!?

Just when they thought it was safe
I picked up the phone and called it a day
I bought a new car, caught a new case, fuck it
[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, comin in stalkin
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, still shit talkin
[2x]

[Mr. Lil
told you twice before but I'll say it one more time
You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine

[Chorus: x2]
Look at all this rumors
Started by
dopefiends 
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up? 
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up 

[Chorus] 

[Lil Jon: repeat 2X] 
You scared,
bitch, fuck 'em all!)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all!)
Back off, I hit
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!

'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
I got a page, 9-double-1, Mr. Lil' One
Can you come across me, fondle me and floss me
Act like I care, grab you by the hair
Pull a 211
and that there Figaro 

[Chorus] 

[Outro: Freeky Zeeky] 
Fuck y'all niggaz that's word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of y'all niggaz runnin by, walkin
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's

(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
G's like me... like criminals ... back to the G's

(Mr. Lil One)
Come in and say fuck you
You ain't the sick man
Don't give a shit fuck a trick all in
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks

dear Mr. President you had
appetite for destruction is to hustle 

All the cottonmouth'll turnbuckle when I rustle 

Mr. Tough Guy on the side, I fuck him up too 

Slam him, when
Whatever
Dre just let it run, aye yo, turn the beat up a lil' bit
Aye yo this song if for anyone, fuck it
Shut up and listen aye yo

I sit back
I done gave up so much free time knowing time ain’t free
Fuck it I sacrificed it
My girl show me love, she know I made sacrifices 
And if it's real
a fuck I'm puttin an end to all your dreams
It seems like I'm surrounded by vultures beggin for torture
I told all you petty fools not to fuck with this
I got a page, 9-double-1, Mr. Lil' One
Can you come across me, fondle me and floss me
Act like I care, grab you by the hair
Pull a 211
give a fuck 

Niggas like me role wit Master P 

And that red ass gangsta Mr. be	-O-Z 

Niggas like me from the west to south 

Niggas like
killers dealers warriors mo niggas to step you
You bitches I disrespect fuck you and forget you
I play the game I with go we take them ho's to that other
every club promoter wanna bid like auctions
'Cause I pack shows, sell tics like Boston
Pat your back ho, why the fuck they coughin'?
Oh, I got 'em