Susi: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Hypnotize Mindz, you know?
Niggas get scared when they see
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Am
these hard hittas
Walk up in the motherfuckin' club,
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we comin' to repossess and shit
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They start talking like girls and shit
Verse 2
No, no
Verse 3
Am
They got scared when these
hard hitters came in
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They got chains, but they all tucked in
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We got them things and we
brought 'em all in
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These niggas play dead when they
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They got scared when these
hard hitters came in
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E
They got chains, but they all tucked in
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We got them things and we
brought 'em all in
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These niggas play dead when they
Verse 4
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See I'm a hard hitter, yes, I am
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And I don't really nigga give a damn
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About you and how you fuckin' rock shit
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You wanna cop it, go 'head and cop it
the M- fuckin- Town
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you hear the fuckin' gangster sound
It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust
y'all don't really wanna bust
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I see you and your crew,
nigga, in the club
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you must be some sissies, cuh
Do you wanna go to war, nigga,
and spit some blood
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You talk shit then you might as well bring shit
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I shut this motherfuckin'
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club down for you, bitch
Verse 5
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They got scared when these
hard hitters came in
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E
They got chains, but they all tucked in
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We got them things and we
brought 'em all in
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These niggas play dead when they
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hear we came in (came in)
They got scared when these
hard hitters came in
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E
They got chains, but they all tucked in
Am
We got them things and we
brought 'em all in
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E
These niggas play dead when they hear we came in (came in,
yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse 6
Am
Now if you wonder why so
many diss Hypnotize
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It's cause them haters ain't eatin',
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they on some motherfuckin' diets
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A lot them is really sick,
I think they got amnesia
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'Cause on Sunday they diss ya,
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but come Monday, they need you
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Quit tellin' lies to the public
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If you could rewind your life back,
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you'd probably be with me on this track
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But I ain't come here, my nigga,
for no sorrow, no wounds
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But I'ma stay bumpin' 'til I
bump by head on my tool
Verse 7
For real
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Niggas wanna blame us 'cause
they ain't famous
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They wanna ride a new whip instead
of catchin' the MATA bus
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So why I gotta take the blame for lame
ass niggas not havin' things?
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Maybe you need to boost some clothes,
get yourself some pocket change
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I know you like them fairy tales,
say you make the Three 6 sell
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So why my pockets still on swoll, you
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reachin' in the garbage pail?
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Player, I'm out the frame with it,
name a price and J'll spend it
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Get yourself a nine to five and try your
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luck on a lottery ticket
Verse 8
Wanna be bad as the next nigga
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you ain't gettin' shit but fuck nigga
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Buck nigga catchin' the cut
when I rush nigga
cool you chump nigga
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Fuck that, I'ma get nine to get mine
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If you hood, dog, off in the club,
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Pint in my mouth, fuck up your cloud,
we gettin' paid
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With the same place to call our
dog? I be 'bout buckin' and getting crunk
care less about stunts
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In my trunk though' where you
gon' ride after the show?
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Ain't no punk goes so I suppose you'll
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get throwed by some elbows
Fuck it, I'll fill his ass wit' holes
throwin' high low like I'm a pro
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Get buck, dog, get crunk, dog
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But actin' like a fuckin' fool gon' get you jumped,
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dog
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