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[Chorus: repeat 4X] CLICK! Bang bang [repeat 3X] CLICK! Bang bang to yo' motherfuckin brain hoe [Verse One] I told them haters hate on, Three 6 Mafia strong Stronger than ever ever since they've been gone, I've been better FUCK THEM FAKERS and them tag-along fakers Smilin in my face but got my enemy on your MySpace I cain't understand how these niggaz live with theyself Deal with theyself, what they need to do is kill theyself BLAOW~! Suicide is a good {?} ano At your funeral for free, I play the piano Rest in pieces you niggaz shriek like breezes Got mo' crosses than churches, heart smaller than a fetus You need us, you're nuttin, you're zero, you're zip, you're nada I'm 22 on the Rolls, you da hubcaps on an Impala [Chorus] [Verse Two] I'ma creep up on this fool, put this gun to his head Tell him give me all your jewelry, all your dope, all your bead All the coke that you brought in, the weed that you brought in And if I cain't get answers say hello, to my lil' friend You fakin like you ball and brawl and shotcall I'm that fool that break jaws and all the state laws Stupid rappers get your check, buy rims and what's next? Need to get a place to live, a crib, cause you ain't shit With your mixtapes, niggaz hate, say they real, but they ain't Catch them somewhere face to face, then they run from place to place Club hoppin, mall shoppin, gettin hot, sales dropppin Now you wanna sober up and tell these niggaz you got fucked [Chorus] |
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