They ain't throwin jabs they just throwin towels out They ain't ballin these niggas is filin out Nick got that cannon yea that nigga be wild 'n' out On second thought, I got the heart of a solider You better recognize a real nigga when you see one Shoot you in the stomach, now you pissin out your ears You won't be satisfied till I send a missile by your crib Now watch me let that sexy nina kiss you by your ribs Salute me, salute me, salute me, salute me,īow down till your head touch your shoes motha fucka,Īnd I stay away from magnets 'cause the metal's what I'm packinīet yo brains on your shirt will look like jello on a napkinĪnd I promise my fellows will put your fellow on the canvasīitch nigga stop bitchin, it's just how it is You feed a sucka, he just grow to be a bigger leachīow down till your head touch your shoes motha fucka My dogs will bite you and guess who the nigga leash I'm not that little pregnant white girl, but Juno, We will take your whole tribe and I'm the chief nigga We on top, I will put you underneath niggas You want this whopper, come and get yo beef nigga Make it sound like a helicopters land on top of this bitch
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