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ya hooked (hell nah)

[Juicy J]
Freaky lil' thang don't pass me by
Watchin' you out of the corner of my eye
Wit' a big booty and them healthy
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell

Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
learned Hennessey and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it's fucked up, girl, I'm still fucking wit ya
Damn, is it the fall
Time for me
learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it's fucked up, girl, I'm still fucking wit ya
Damn, is it the fall
Time for me to revisit
learned Hennessey and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it’s fucked up, girl, I’m still fucking wit ya
Damn, is it the fall
Time for me
Master well but I rocks wit my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye!
 
[Chorus: x2]
 
Bang
like it when ya booty doo
(Shake it to the right)
You know what I will do to you
(What you sayin'?)
So why play wit it? Let a real man hit it

I
weight now  pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*** them clowns at kickin the dough for the p**** by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama
of the light 
Weight now  pop a gun wit them now
Where the fuck them clowns at kickin' the dough for the pussy by the hour
Where the them hoers at get your
Gettin ah stowed by deh steward
Collect from deh rich and give back to deh poor
Dollas guaranteed feh sure

So if you follow the pace an' ya know 
Say
crack, shit
Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya
Roll wit niggaz, that's the same,
wanna bark
Specialized by Firing Squad, the underdogs, c'mon

How many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die
The killa clowns in ya town raisin all hell
* Tecca Nina wit the stamina comin to damage ya
  Buckin the bammer when I bust wit a bang
And it ain't no clause
(Man I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie!)
Let's get it!
Omarion!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!

See the money!
See
the true skill, that come through me
Is from bangin'' All Hell Freeze by Cool see
Y'all don't move me, y'all at war with the veteran
Wit a digital trigger
I'm not wit none of that 
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin' fun
You
I'm not wit none of that 
Standin' around lookin' cool and shit
I want you motherfuckers to jump the fuck up
And have some motherfuckin' fun
You
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}

(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam
Well damn, how the hell you think we livin?
How you
ya position and show us sum love 
'cause that was ; all a part of fuckin wit thugs

[chorus]
If you was down you would steal fo a nigga ; stay by my
forget 'em
He'll rest in peace wit' 'em

At least when he left he'll know what hit 'em
The last breath of the words of death
Was the rhythm

Now throw you
this joint I appreciate you
We 4 projects in, a whole lot more to go
Thanks for all the support for riding out wit ya nigga
Despite what you may think
ladies, let me see ya put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me
I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'?  What's up?
Got da
probably wanna kill me
Remixed it wit Scrappy and now the hood feel me
Fresh on the scene wit the all black shirt
Gucci so gutter he'll steal money out ya
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fuckin' wit a gangsta tonight