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Trick Daddy

B***h I'll kill ya fo' night

I'm goin' all way out bout mine

Best dat a b***h get shot bout mine

H*es get slapped in the mouth bout mine

The prices stay the same and they drop bout mine

Verse 1 Money Mark

You f**ks with T Double D then you f**ks with we

Now you runnin' round duckin' me

Young n***a with a AK better than Ananda Lee

I send them killers where ya mama be

I be Money M to the izzay R to the kizzay

Come through choppin' ya block I don't plizzay

Got dolo for the low then hit the 2 Way

Peace to Uncle Lisle I miss him everyday hey

Love dough and love to hate h*es

Love to pull n***a bout mine lil' nose

N***a tryna hold me back I'm throwin' 'bows

I'm a treal a*s n***a that's how s**t goes

Rick Ross

You can never f**k with me I'll just flow harder

CL 6 sittin' low on those

I'm a Philly man but I don't blow garbage

Got sweet d**k most of these h*es got it

Ain't no love you see how the Feds do us

Wanna eat like rust and some for tear Lucas

Haul that blunt to a n***a share mucas

Body on 'em so what look up we had shooters

Take all tinted route

Hand guns razor blades comin' out of the mouth

Borderline rapper come see me but twin 49 rapper

It's more to mine rapper

Saw that rhyme after yeah got the right gat

Eat with the 2 Way they scared to write back

Lay n***as down like this No like 'dat

No whoever ran make 'em come back like crack

Duece Poppi

You better worry bout you don't worry bout me

I pop three out the drop e

I smoke brocoli you know we got D

Duece Poppi and T Double D

We got them AK shells and they hot as hell

Crackin' back to the white meat like lobster tails

Poppin shells quick to crack your breastbone

Tore his head off 'cause he had his vest on

12 gauge shoot ten times for haters

N***as curlin' up like activators

Fake a*s thugs stop with them lies

You ain't rapped like that when 2Pac was alive

Verse 2 Mystic

I'm not gonna f**k with you n***a 'cause I don't know you my n***a

So don't you f**k with me or my dogs

N***a I'm for real about mine and my dogs ready to kill bout mine

I chill smoke crip and send orders

Off all those po po's and armed forces f**k 'em

They don't wanna see me fly I don't trust 'em

They probably wanna see me die that why

Hold the fire and keep it closed and keep an open eye

For them haters and h*es 'cause I don't play about mine

Goin' deep pray about mine

Know baby had to spray about mine AK about mine

F**k that you've been warned too many times

How you feel bout yours n***a I'm ten times worse

You gettin' revenge but n***a mine will get you cursed

So please don't f**k around with me

'Cause my dogs will bust around at he

Whoever obsessed me boy don't test me boy

Touch me my dog'll wetcha boy

Trick Daddy

Most n***as get rich get goats

I went out and got guns united my folks

My folks

Pour it out for the ones we lost now b***h

Throw it up 'fore I blow it up

You ain't know I was a G muthaf**ka

You don't really wanna see me muthaf**ka

I'm a thug n***a fo' life

B***h I'll kill ya fo' night

I'm goin' all way out bout mine

Best in a biscuit shot bout mine

H*es get slapped in the mouth bout mine

Prices stay the same and they drop bout mine

Runnin' in your grandmami house bout mine

I ain't slippin' I got my nine

Plus Duece got his you better think twice b***h 'cause you got kids

Plus I know what you did add that to the fact I know where you live

Thug life and you know how it is

S**t don't stop till a n***a get killed

Killed killed killed get killed

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