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t.i. - feat. alfamega & busta rhymes explicit lyrics

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ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
you, p-ssy n-gg-, finna make me kill one of y’all

ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt, better tell them i ain’t playin’
because it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt
ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt when i pull away, hang and bang
’cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

when you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

a lot of p-ssy n-gg- talk like bro, little runnin’ their mouth
that is till run in their house, put the gun in their mouth
tell ’em, “n-gg-, talk sh-t now”, they think you know they gonna
i ain’t scared of the law, now i’m ’bout to go to war
what it is, n-gg-? where you lose your jaw?

i never get caught murkin’ y’all ’cause it ain’t watcha do
the question is who saw when i’m way to raw?
catch me any day you want, you can think i’m a playa if you want
but the facts that remain, if i got an ak you don’t
well, then, playa, you gone

don’t get me wrong, p-ssy n-gg-s wanna kill me too
but this ain’t ’bout sh-t ’cause it’s very well known where i’m at
they can catch me in the booth right now if they really like that
now n-gg- needing hoe get ’em in the hole, sh-t
the fo fo is big and all that ole’ sh-t, protect the heart of you, both it

you betta check ya gun ’cause you so sick
if the chopper leave you with no d-ck
holdin’ your sh-t
at least six of you and a couple more of you b-tches
and i don’t miss ’cause i’m focused

ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt, better tell them i ain’t playin’
because it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt
ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt when i pull away, hang and bang
’cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

when you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

boy, you might talk loud, act real but they don’t really want this here
p-ssy n-gg-s, better act right, lay low, we know where your family live
trust me, you don’t want me up in your grill
with a ski mask on, duct taping your kids
you can pray all you want but i don’t forgive

you should have been doin’ nothing but what you did what you did
i ain’t gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is
where your gangsta, your real man? you know what it is
plus i got a hundred goons with me dressed in black
fifty at the front door, fifty at the back, half got k’s, half got mags

bring ’em out, bring ’em out, show ’em where they at
we can do them right here, we can catch them in a trap
run up on this n-gg-, put a hole in his hat
put his brains on the dash in the stalks
he has some dumb fifty more with him and tell them to hold that

lights out, no hasta manana, asta la vista, sara nara
y tu, no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow
and the next one of y’all, n-gg-s, try me like that
i swear to god, man, im really gonna snap

ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt, better tell them i ain’t playin’
because it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt
ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt when i pull away, hang and bang
’cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

when you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

right now make a n-gg- beg please
when a bullet goes by probably feel a little breeze, drop to yo knees
i can see the big barrel of the chrome flip
double grip handle where to squeeze
i keep a couple lit off for the n-gg-s who talk sh-t

when i go to jacob and i cop that brain
if he tried to see me ima cop that thang
and ima pop that thang and the shots gonna stay
the n-gg- ’bout to set the trunk with me
for the most part, n-gg-, youre stuck with me

i’d tell you something if you was really smart and you knew better
people probably tell ya, don’t f-ck with me
front if you want, m-th-f-cka, you can catch it
the smile on my face even if i got a rachet
ah, pop off, police, pull me over, believe i got a compartment

if i gotta stash it, must i just remind ya, n-gg-s when i come through?
know that i am a find ya, n-gg-s
take two bust so many shots, come now i’ll probably blind y’all, n-gg-s
now okay, lets go, see you don’t really wanna feel moshpit blow
cr-p up a n-gg- then i cap up a n-gg-
when i finish then we’ll turn it into an ob search, yo

look, listen and you better observe, yo,
you listening from the bullet that the glock burst slow
shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little and had your body leanin
lookin’ like a quarter past four
stay down better, checkin’ for a n-gg- who can put yo body in the dirt
i don’t play b-tch, if you really need to go the other way
you know i got it under way, sir

ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt, better tell them i ain’t playin’
because it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt
ain’t a d-mn thang change, i still keep that thang
right up under my shirt when i pull away, hang and bang
’cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt

when you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first
so you finna get hurt, murked, put ’em in the dirt
boy, you better catch me first

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