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[Chorus: x2 (T.I.)]
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it
You can't tell how thick your shell can get when you abide
By a lifestyle that ain't worthwhile
But you continue what you're doing
On the hot sheet
they pussy stuff coke
as I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer
palmin' hammers
think you crazy? nigga, my clique's bananas
takin' over
I can take you off her today
I'd rather have it that way, it's okay, it's okay

Uhh, I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile at the camera
Too
[Chorus: T.I.] [x2]
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it
Infa-Red's my name but fuck all that
Fall back and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive
I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye
[Chorus x 2]
Let me see you bounce right and left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right,
on hoodies screamin' "freeze"
Get out the navigator, godfather iii in the dvd
They hop in, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is
shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take
sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie

I'm free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest till you can't breathe
And when I'm down
Hustle Gang

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's where I'm from
Everything y’all did
It been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can’t touch that
fine
Cause if I really want to battle I will put out a nine
You can see that Scott La Rock and I are mentally binded
In other words we're both
and check us out"
Come on motherfuckers, come on

Uhh
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can
and check us out"
Come on motherfuckers, come on

Uhh
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can
love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here
Must be something that they really want here
One
I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to plan
I'm out here for my fam doin all that I can
I love my city, sweet and gritty in land to outskirts
take out the pins you inserted
And I'll avenge all my mothers that you murdered
And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery
To speak the truth it
respect, we took it by a lane nigga
Shooting with your eyes closed, where you aim nigga
Cause I'm a reptible well known in these streets
If that's what you
[Chorus x 2]
Let me see you bounce right and left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right,
out, talk to the cops and play they style out
Me? I'm real hood, and them niggas that was fakin' before
I take they jaws, cuz Lord, I wish they would
get pressed
You getting fucked by your contract what the fine print says
Told you once I told you twice, I get the Lamb it's over rice
I whip the Lamb
they pussy stuff coke
as I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer
palmin' hammers
think you crazy? nigga, my clique's bananas
takin' over
calm when
I'm about to split your arm in
Put a hole so big in your noggin
That if you God body, you can fit the whole sun, moon and star in
You starvin'
[Chorus x 2]
Let me see you bounce right and left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right,
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past 25
Joke's on you, we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say
We don't care what