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A what ya gon' do about it A what ya gon' do about it [Hook: B-Legit & (The Click)] Now to my girls with the ass fat Swing it forth and back And when
if you ask where I live they gon' give you addresses to e-mail All that cops can suggest is that he sell How I'm gon' push it unless it's a v-12 From
wealth But you wouldn't understand it, until you get a million yourself You niggaz must've got a deal for your health Your cd is frozen food, it just
[Fabolous talking] Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, Yeah Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta Look at them
damn what's wrong with you nigga) Cause nigga, mayn I'm stressing like a mo'fucker (for what), I gotta turn myself in man (oh I forgot about that shit
got partnas in the state, for killing niggaz or moving weight I even got niggaz in the Army, in Baghdad and Kuwait Every block you pass in H-Town, you gon see a candy ride Whoever driving it gon
living in, gotta get us some dividends Rolling over ridiculous niggaz, that be screaming out many men Wishing death on you, when they pull or take on you Tell me, what you gon do
See we all about our feddy, pulling up on chrome Nigga for real ask G.I.N., or you can ask Chad Jones Baby we Presidential playas showing up, all these hoes gon
a dirt dirty killa You heard them guerillas, we hurt you to make you feel us Through all this fraud in you, you need to stay away Cause you don't wanna
yes See I'ma clown top down, pop trunk and surround If you love me you gon smile, if you hate me you gon frown We hold it down, Boss Hogg Outlaws ain'
about you This life we live is hard, you was another gift to my life You and Screw and I'm missing you, and now that I think about it [Tony Montana]
get you if I owe you, X your file like Scully and Mulder Colder with the pen pimping thang, fuck bringing it to your ass Me and that boy Den Den, gon
once it comes down to paper, you down to bump off your kin You think I'm lying, what thoughts be in my head as I walk around So now you know when you
you so Should of stuck with a bench nigga like me, just got plex You can't take it, talking bout what your pistol gon do to my chest Hold that down, you
it, respect it Trust it and believe it, we ain't no Fake ass niggas we real, packing loaded steel Ready to bust at will, we don't love you Look at what you
the car (Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin at it It ain't even that deep baby) You don't have to worry you
you get smacked the fuck up This is how we do it on our side Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it, Bring it. But we ain't singing, We
