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Imma kill 'em in the club with this one | Imma tear the club the fuck up | Imma have 'em goin' to war over this one
Imma kill 'em in the club with this one Imma tear the club the fuck up Imma have 'em goin' to war over this one Partna, just listen If you don't want those things to click-clack Take a few steps back Because I'm playin' for keeps, go ahead keep playin' with me And watch how I hit 'em in the head once again For those who didn't believe in the kid Y'all might as well be dead Because what y'all thought couldn't be done, I did I'm like Ray Charles dawg, I don't see none of y'all I'm blind to the fact that half of y'all rap, and I'm outrunnin' y'all When I hit 'em from the back I got them mamis saying dammit man When I put it in they mouth I got them mamis saying duh-huh-huh-muhh (Time out, woo!) When I hit 'em from the back I got them mamis saying dammit man When I put it in they mouth I got them mamis saying duh-huh-huh-muhh Put that up dammit But me and you both know that these niggas ain't ready They're just too petty, I'm just too deadly (Woo!) When you see them boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) When you see them boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) When you see them boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) When you see them boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) (What? Fuck with us, what?) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what?) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what?) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what?) Y'all really can't fuck with us
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