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hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long, 
They say "Aha, ah ha", 
Keep your hands off my girl, 
Keep your hands off my girl, 
They say "Aha, ah ha",
your hands off my girl, 
Keep your hands off my girl, 
They say "Aha, aha", 
But the record keeps playing, 
The same old song, 
They say "Aha, aha",
hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep
the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your neck of the woods 
I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhood 
Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down
(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)

(*chanting*)

[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too
hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under
blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
hurt)
I said I really wanna work this out
Damn girl I'm trying
Here's the remix (remix)

I got this ice box where my heart used to be 
I got this
blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
what I'm sayin'?

All my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
And all my real playas throw ya hands up high
And just keep on bouncin' while I take you
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
nigga, see what I'm about

It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braids
Doo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchblades
Ski mask to get paid,
on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades
E-mass to get paid, new shells to get sprayed
Hood rats to get layed, money to get made
Yeah, yeah I had a dream I
Yo, see what I believe is, uh huh uh huh, 808 needs a remix

Oh Babe, is it true that your girl don't do the things I do?
Are you missin' this
to 
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, 
My
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
My radio is off

Let's be good
Let's get off
You've got to earn it
'Cause you want it
Don't you girl?

Keep your lights off
And look the other
Slept through my court date
Bombs in place
Firearms embrace
Still belt-buckles and brass knuckles
And fuck youths when I tussle
Ghost spread this
blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
can understand
They like to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each other out
But you crossin the line by puttin your hands on 'em
And nobody ever told
blatant
You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
I'm so cold, I'm so cold 

I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold cold world 
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl 

Let