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[Mr. Man (Boobonic)]
"Ayyo, let me tell y`all somethin`. We ball like the ballers ball, ("We ball.") pimp like the pimpers pimp; ("We pimps.") and when we want, we can take like the takers take. ("You want drugs?") `Knaw-mean? Southwest, we get down. ("That`s right.") What. Ayyo, check it." Ay, for the most part, I`m smart. Keep birds I`m the type `get head in the whip, won`t swerve` In the winter rock Timberland boots, long furs Usually if I shot at you niggas, we had words Aim might be off a little, it`s bad nerves Mister, a step above like street curbs M-R D-O-T, somethin` nasty Price it but ain` gon` cop? Don`t ask me Hot as the drop. Cold, my top glassy You don`t really think I`m grown? Kidnap me Uh, respect is all I ask for Wit` no problem, spray your Accord I leave you face down, dead on your dashboard Sixteen shots in your front left door then I spent off, wipe my fingerprints off Rob pass the creep. Man, that scene get tossed Playin` ketchup/catch-up got you lost on the sauce You ain`t nothin` but crack, I supply all raw like them cars you saw bounce on Crenshaw Tell them Boyz in your Hood the same goes for y`all. What?! [T-Mix] That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go [Boobonic] Yo, again it`s Boobonic. Shit, I leave a thug wet Trust me when I tell ya, you ain`t seen blood yet Layin` on the deck, blood pressure gettin` low and it`s fucked up because you was never gettin` dough `Young boy, who you talkin` to?` Then I bust him Sonny, talkin` to C. I love you but can`t trust you It`s me and Mister, `s like A.C. and O.J.: everybody know we all about that all day Tell ya again, don`t fuck wit` A. Jones, kill you while you talkin` to broads on pay phones Sick flow, I know how to get dough. ("Yeah.") Ski mask outta ya house and get low I don`t see you when you talk? That`s invisible threats See Boo iced out in invisible sets Niggas must think that I`m outta my mind like I`m out in the streets without the nine Come on, use your brain before I put `em on the floor One shot, I bet you won`t walk no more Reason why, you went sick-up crazy Now your mom over top of you like `Get up, baby!` But not today, he gone and that`s that I`ma put it on wax in fact and that`s rap Let it go. Uh. Mister Man, Boobonic Uh. You ain`t ready, nigga [T-Mix] That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go [Mr. Man] Who keep the hot block? ("Mister.") Hot glock? ("Mister.") Call the cops tryin` to snitch on... ("Mister.") Big chips? ("Mister.") Nice whips? ("Mister.") Big dick? ("Mister.") Fuck yo` sister Bitch you call, she call to talk about Mister Whole time, thinkin` it was all about rap knowin` I`ma playa. How the fuck you think that? Compare a brick of raw to an ounce just of crack [Boobonic] You can catch me in your bitch ear sayin` I`m fuckin` nice at the bar. Cristal and a bucket of ice You can catch a nigga lookin` at me, mad `cause I`m eatin` Type: crack on my bitch just to tell her I`m cheatin`. ("Sucka.") I talk that shit and walk it like beat cops `Bonic all over it soon as the beat drops It`s Most Wanted; them niggas that got the street hot, crushin` all y`all niggas that pray that we flop Shit I spit, well Out in Cali in a four-point-six tippin` richter scales. ("Get it?") The new lever, did more than you ever Real niggas hate when we spill, we too clever [T-Mix] That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go That`s how the game go. Young blood, ask your kinfolk Don`t do the same dumb shit that got him smoked Man, you know it`s real when the gun go. (Gun shot) Pay for no respect. Mothafucka, better let it go.
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