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bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern a memorial page in editorial When [Incomprehensible] yo back go front [Incomprehensible] Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China
Wanna see the costs of the comin' to toss it Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, you dead in a closet recked from yo death-death, from yo early death Packin' in jars, sendin' two off for the chef
'Cause I them with medicine I'm perscription death when [Incomprehensible]
Oh, she go, old triflin' bitch Straight a hoe nigga, always out to lick And when shit is thick, out the door she split She straight slick, but I'm slicker that bitch gon' get
So now bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low So say hoe, you just another hoe on the dance flo', lookin' kinda slutty though I'm all my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo
And everywhere I go, the same old shit Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch this now
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Slap the fuck out of each and all I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen ball I done seen big girls shake lil' bitty drawz
And uh, the other day this bitch got in the jaw I seen a whole lot, niggaz ain't seen what I saw I'm in it too deep, I could come flaw If ya talkin' bout that pistol my you better draw
Okay, always sayin' shit I mean Pelle Pelle, nigga gotta come clean
up motherfucka what's up? Time to get real crunk, to tear the club up All these ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady Why you tryin' to doubt me baby, I'm the shit, you fade me
Now what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz Bringin' noise, makin' moves like the fuckin' boys Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits to bigger figures
don't play with the muthafuckin', don't play lady On the way, God damn what you bitches say,
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
We comin' through like the bitch Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks Droppin' bows nothin' wrong bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch
Didn't we yo ass to move bitch Now yo head busted in two bricks So get yo and dip hoe 'Cause a nigga gone off that
Why you still runnin' yo mouth You must've not who you fuckin' with We'll leave you dead in a ditch 'Cause we with the Three Triple Six
And them guns for them hoes We'll leave ya firm a dildo All my niggaz doin' Fed We'll leave yo belly filled that iron
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
I'm lookin' for them big butts, nothin' but them quick Something freaky like skinny hoe givin' up Maybe a nigga'll take the camp, let her ride my lap Made playaz from the Tenn, bitch I'm on the map
I'm the nigga bro' push a 450 hoe Down the strip, I sip on the low-low Hit me on my [Incomprehensible] horn, can record, a porn movie Don't be choosy with this Juicy, ready to [Incomprehensible]
y'all know to be part of this, you gotta be on some heartless shit And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma regardless trick And I don't give a fuck if you the or the smallest bitch Don't none of you know about this order shit
Chyna Whyte I live street life And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin' Still the one to grip that heater tight And I'm tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life, ya heard me?
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe bitch, get out the way hoe Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
I might not be the freshest up in the club But seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck?" saw me VIP in the VIP y'all With Rollies and the [Incomprehensible] they be wonderin' "Who are y'all?"
We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some My spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars If I took you to my crib you probably believe or think I'm liein' my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'