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What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe?
Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know
Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on lock
Nobody invited you and still you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, keep my distance, mind my business
You, somebody talk you in they mouth like a dentist
We keep it gangsta, mamas love it 'cause they know it's real
Like UGK, we keep it trill, mobbin' through the field
Big ball, fat boy, unload heat when my brain spill
Euphoric images without no coke and X pills
We keep it crunk and poppin' real, niggas know the deal
We bad boys, anywhere we at, we smoke and kill
You try to stop it, get your shit broke up in twenty pieces
We roll deep in brand new vehicles with secret features
Game preachers, mucho pimpin' for you mamacitas
We players on the field, y'all niggas in the bleachers
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Man, come on now, you done shot off
Just like my Daytons lost the knock off
Or a tight-ass shirt when the button pop off
You stand in the snow and you got your shoes and socks off
Who holds the key? No fuckin' body, I broke the lock off
I blew the top off, took the comma, period, dot off
And ran on with it and broke you a whole lot off
I'm gettin' hot and startin' to boil, don't turn the pot off
You disrespect the pimpin', pimpin', go get your rocks off
Release the pressure, stop all that cryin' and wipe the snot off
Excuses you be usin' for losin' is cheap as hot sauce
Earn your position, stop hatin' because you not boss
MJ, G, pimp tight, don't need no spot off
And out of reach, stoppin' your plans, fuckin' your plot off
I go hard and I don't cheat and I'm not off
Been livin' on the edge with balance I've never dropped off
Like Aaron Hall, don't be afraid, bitch, call the cops off
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Now you can either check your ego at the door or let the drama unfold
And check my rap sheet, bitch, I'm almost ten million sold
I'm only rappin' 'cause I want to, I got enough plaques
Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so I did it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and spit it
And by the end of the verse, you'll
Say, "Once again, Ludacris shitted"
Then I wiped it with your face and put your pride in the trash
My whole career is like my video, I'm showin' my ass
I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, shooters and shanksters
To you shot off motherfuckers, I'ma thank ya, thank ya
Runnin' your mouth behind my back until you run out of time
But at least your talkin' lets me know some millions stay on your mind
And it ain't nothin' wrong with that
So I'm grabbin' the thang and then I put it to your brain
And change everything you ever hoped
For with the .44, you'll be fallin' back
And Jack is what I'm drinkin' 'stead
Of thinkin' 'bout these digs chasin'
I'm 'bout to bring home the bacon
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
Talkin' down behind my back, you done shot off, nigga
Fifty-four or twenty sack, you done shot off, nigga
Gettin' fly, I got a gun, when the drama come, you run
You know what you just done, you done shot off, nigga
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