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nikkas know that I'm bout it already, I can prove it
So when they hear my voice, they all know I come to do shyt
Mia X representin', puttin' it down for the south
Keep a shank in my sock and bullet in my mouth
So don't doubt the angel like voice, come across
Get your cucumber sliced and you messy ho tossed, boss bytch
I keep em sick from the way I kick my shyt
And KLC got em scared cause he's back whisperin' it, anotha hit <--cac mishap (cuz he's back with a remix, anotha hit)
No Limit nikkas in the house, plus one niggette
With that pimpstress clout, now what they talkin' bout
Beaucoup hustlas, and thugstas, murderers, and dope fiends
Militate from drama scenes
Infared beams aimin' at your forehead
Ain't no fukkin' country boys
Soldiers bringin' noise, leave you layin' in red
Puddles froma fukkin' ????
Now who will be the next to get they fukkin' shoes took off
I really can't call it, cause once the gumbo be grieven
A nikka start ballin'
Strike up the second line band
And put your black gear on cause we gonna stay bout it, understood