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shoot 'em wit' a K

[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, O' lets do it
Ay
O lets do it
Ay
O' lets do it
Yeah, drug dealin' music
Ay
I influence
Ay
I influence
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit I
I do my dog! so T.T.G. let's go to war!
Number one video B.E.T., M.T.V. so Sucker Free 
You live your life through these movies you a T.V.,
A nigga
them hoes ain’t naked
Waka flocka flame cut throat and reckless
Niggas throwin' bands when they hear this record
Pocket full of hunneds, don’t do no
I’m stackin’ paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin’ with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil’
know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know they bout it

Don't let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me catch you slippin'!
(T-Bone!)
I punch a nigga like I'm D-bow (Bow! Bow! Bow!)
Waka Flocka Flame, pussy nigga what's bangin'? (Bow! Bow! Bow!)
In the club throwin' up signs,
I’m stackin’ paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin’ with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil’
no Waka Flocka Flame
So secure in the Lord, no frontin' for people
'Cause you can die stuntin' (die stuntin')
Evil Kenevil

In this New Jack City
on the floor or bring you to the door ho

All my niggas CN City they Trained To Go shawty (Go shawty)
I got a O-40, wit' like four bodies on it (Bodies on it
the parking lot
Out of the trailer park by the garbage
What you waiting on? Me to roll up the carpet?
The condoms are in the glove compartment, let's start it
Newest edition to the Roc
M.O.P.
The Blueprint 2 is on its way
I know ya hear my footsteps out there, comin'
Let's go get 'em just

[Lil Fame]
Time
edition to the Roc
M.O.P.
The Blueprint 2 is on its way
I know ya hear my footsteps out there, comin'
Let's go get 'em just

Time to duck, fire
Duck,
Its Bad Boy bitch
Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G.
Let's go

Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun testing, coke measuring
the see-P-T.
'cause you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
With no Vaseline

("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done
would ya do if a nigga had a blunt
And never smoked with you like you do?

[Tony Tone]
Just pass that blunt over to me
And let me hit that Henessey
flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting
flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting
streets

A few weeks back I robbed a nigga for a ki
Kickin it on the block, slingin' d to o-p-e
Yo, runnin' from the five-o, you think this shit is
be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me
He put in your record and you was disrepectin off the T-O-P
Should've put him in his coffin now go seek 'em
I don't need none
Play it by the rules, took some let some
Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star
Outlaw to idol, takin all the titles
Whole
motion, do what you gotta do
To get what you gotta get to get your shit rollin
And keep closin, by any means
The 50 cal the 40 or the 30 carbine
Let it
baby?)

Keepin' it Gangsta, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? (Let me count all the bullets I got)
Many bricks could move, (you
-=talking=-
Testin' yea let's do this shit baby
Shit I don't know I can't hear that shit

[Rydah J. Klyde]
You know my niggaz they control
army
I went, from a joint to a nickle to a dime
then a half to a Z now its P's all the time
most of my crew was high in high school
and failed, but got