Letras: Trick Daddy. Back By Thug Demand. Breaka Breaka.

Do anybody wanna die? You? You?
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I'm up early in the mornin still drunk and horny
Realest ever did only fuck niggas won't admit it
You watchin BET tryna see how a nigga livin
You betta ask MDPD about the fuckin killins
I rol wit big fire I refuse to speak wit homicide
Go and ask that dead man tell me what he said man
Fuck you call my lawyers I aint got no leads for ya
And I aint got no allaby so all yo witnesses can die
Go ahead tap my phone put survellane on home
If it evict that quick to buy a brick wit a goddamn wire on
Yo I aint got no sack give the crackas they money back
Wit half a weed and these whole DD oh nigga I'm smokin that
I smoke em back to back a whole dime or half bag
And the whole time sittin back and laughin at yo soft ass
Lets set this record straight nigga I run this whole state
Now its only one man paid yall niggas is my protege

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You aint no representa you rep them otha niggas
I roll wit killas and dope deals you roll with hoe niggas
I'm stricly for the thugs nigga yes sir
You either with us or against us
And if so nigga fuck yall
That how you hoe niggas get fucked off
Thats how yo whole click get jumped on and dumped on like dom dom dom
Killa get yo guns out yo we gon do em all
Do it one by one til all the fuckin bullets just run out
And I bet my butcher knife gon get him right
I slice right there in his kidneys and go deep wit it and twist it
At the end of the day he comin home and it wont be long
He survived the heart attack but then he fucked around and died of a punctured lung
Now bury his punk ass wit a wig, bra and his pumps on
And lay him on his stomach wit his ass in the air wit a fuckin thong on
Breaka break one nine Dade County is mine
And I'm sayin this shit to you ol bitch ass niggas for the last time

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