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spray the club on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
If you want, you can die, if you
spray the club on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
If you want, you can die, if you
what you want but money talk stop whisperin trill young savage ain't doin damage ya'll silly

[Chorus:]
I'm 2 sooth
You can't do it like this
You ain't
'm gettin' it how I'm gettin' it
You can say what you want but money talk stop whisperin'
Trill young savage ain't doin' damage ya'll silly

[Chorus: ]
By the end of the night, I'm tryna toss you up
So fuck what you tell me
We could get it crackin' wit this bottle of Belve
Cranberry and mix, show me
the mist 

Stalkin with an army of insalents 

I got your organization under surveillence 

You move your pawn 2 squares as the King unveils 

Hired
this black wants payback
I rack up killin' stats!
Now I'm on the hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Massive hardware's in my trunk
Creepin' low and slow
black wants payback
I rack up killin stats!
Now I'm on the hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Massive hardware's in my trunk
Creepin low and slow
There's one
[Chorus: sampled singer (Inpsectah Deck)]
One of these days and you won't be long (It won't be long now)
One of these days and you won't be long
And hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out

(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
the clubs
You heard about that nine that Eminem packs
You diss us, you get you're fucking face cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you
will do these things, I won't stop bitch

I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you
your burning furniture out

(Oh my God! Oh my God!) I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick
rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my Cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck want to battle rap (rap)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come