One Hitta Quitta
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(Lil Wyte) (Intro) Yeah, Mother Fuckers Pussy niggas get the f*ck out right now Real niggas push ya fist in ya mother fuckin air like this Its going down (DJ Paul) (Pre Chorus 2x) This is for my GD's And my see-are-I-P's My Vice Lords And be -L double O-D's (All) (Chorus 2x) I got that One Hitta Quitta That one hitta quitta quitta One hitta quitta That one hitta quitta nigga Fine out And get ya fuckin teeth knocked out Fine out And get ya fuckin teeth knocked out (DJ Paul) A nigga knocked out Soon as I stepped through the door I guess they thought we playin But I guess they didn't know We started kickin ass Drunk off ass kickin potion Cause this left mean death Even in slow motion I'ma break A nigga jaw Break! Da fuckin law Break! Hit him down raw Break! Nigga all y'all If a nigga violates ya in da club It ain't shit to talk about Clock his ass out (Frayser Boy) I never try to move fast I just stick to da script If a nigga talkin shit Hit dat bitch in da lip You got some'em to say about me You niggas won't doubt me You mad cause I get the cash Then a nigga I don't do One half of the bar Nigga fuckin bay hit Kinda hectic when I'm disrespectin Never play fair But it's cool gotta realize Some these niggas faggots Kinda like everything I love Another nigga hatin (Chorus 2x) (Juicy J) F*ck these bitches I'ma pull this glock on you Nigga come wrong He gone have to get popped on Fool actin hard He be listenin to them Poxon Don't let this rap music Get yo dome knocked on Maybe knocked in with some friends Holdin right chrome Think we playin with yo boy Nigga bring it on all yalls Studio gangsta Probably hit ya with the microphone Coward ass bitch Will be sleepin with the lights on (Lil Wyte) I'm not a gangsta But this shit is for the Crips and the Bloods GD's, Vice Lords, and white boys Come claimin to be thugs I got a one hitta quitta Negotiatin bettin On these bony knuckles And all the things that you soon be regrettin I have a closed caption Marijuana treated brain Meaning When you hit the ground I spill it across the screen Round one and wyte ain't got no toy To beat the competition Let that mother fucker swing And show that bitch what he been missin (Chorus 2x) (Crunchy Black) I got a one hitta quitta For any nigga talk shit Ya talk shit And find ya body in a ditch Ain't nothin goin on but that Triple Six And hypnotize fuckin mind Can I have a lick? You in da club Tryin to show off in front of bitch I beat ya down And throw the fuckin six And go outside And get the extra clip We make a zappa out ya niggas Don't be next bitch (Lord Infamous) You get ??? evil beat Until you ??? ??? ??? Scarecrow the Scan Man Double live buck a sleeve When I pull this unit It's a Intensive care unit And I steal your blood type So they can't transfuse it World War Vet hear the BLAY Hit the deck Kaiser Soscate He's your one suspect With a one hitta quitta And some shit to disfigure In your hospital room To finish you off nigga (Chorus 2x) (Pre Chorus 4x)
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