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Hello muthafucker, Hey, hi how ya doin�?
It�s Weezy F Baby, come to take a shit and urine
On the toilet bowl bitches, pussy ass niggas
Stompin� on this beat like a mutherfuckin� sigma
Bad to the brissle, hat to the rizzle
I�m so official all I need is a whistle
Bitch named Crystal, let her suck my pistol
She opened up her mouth and then I blew her brains out
You ain�t met a nigga like me, you probably never will
Riders rollin� with me like 11 wheels
Find out where you living kill you in the kitchen
The feds tryna clip us, but we ain�t even trippin�
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Bitch I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Haha, fuck fuckin these bitches
I put on a rubber when i fucking mean business
Punch a king vision, I see straight through em
Fuck how i did em, watch out bout to do em
Imma drag him from the river, dump his body in the lake
Let the bullets from the K, throw a party in your face, Yeah
DJ Extra Clip, so GO DJ
I will kill you on your B-DAY
Have a bitch with twin glocs, jump out your cake
Tell em murk em and don�t forget about your safe
We ain�t even walkin we runnin this shit
Like a toilet in a bank i want my money and shit
And i call cocaine like my Columbian bitch
And my Columbian bitch like my Columbian bitch
Get it? got it? good im gone
Boy where you goin, you know where i�m goin
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Bitch I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
My style, My style, is second to none,
So you got to put me on, like a needle apple bum
A Tribe called Quest, a guy called the best
Never lie for a less, cause i stand for more
Young me, I Get it in, yes
I get to the endz like I-N-N
And yall sweet like hotels
And ya may be fly but i propel
I Pro-file, gun no smile
Warn your child, warn your spouse
And i would keep goin in but the song goin out
Peace
Corrections?
It�s Weezy F Baby, come to take a shit and urine
On the toilet bowl bitches, pussy ass niggas
Stompin� on this beat like a mutherfuckin� sigma
Bad to the brissle, hat to the rizzle
I�m so official all I need is a whistle
Bitch named Crystal, let her suck my pistol
She opened up her mouth and then I blew her brains out
You ain�t met a nigga like me, you probably never will
Riders rollin� with me like 11 wheels
Find out where you living kill you in the kitchen
The feds tryna clip us, but we ain�t even trippin�
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Bitch I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Haha, fuck fuckin these bitches
I put on a rubber when i fucking mean business
Punch a king vision, I see straight through em
Fuck how i did em, watch out bout to do em
Imma drag him from the river, dump his body in the lake
Let the bullets from the K, throw a party in your face, Yeah
DJ Extra Clip, so GO DJ
I will kill you on your B-DAY
Have a bitch with twin glocs, jump out your cake
Tell em murk em and don�t forget about your safe
We ain�t even walkin we runnin this shit
Like a toilet in a bank i want my money and shit
And i call cocaine like my Columbian bitch
And my Columbian bitch like my Columbian bitch
Get it? got it? good im gone
Boy where you goin, you know where i�m goin
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
Bitch I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
I�m going in
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
And I�mma go hard
My style, My style, is second to none,
So you got to put me on, like a needle apple bum
A Tribe called Quest, a guy called the best
Never lie for a less, cause i stand for more
Young me, I Get it in, yes
I get to the endz like I-N-N
And yall sweet like hotels
And ya may be fly but i propel
I Pro-file, gun no smile
Warn your child, warn your spouse
And i would keep goin in but the song goin out
Peace
Corrections?
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