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Is Dat Right?
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Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, uh, hol' up
Hol' up
Heard he wanna go there with us, we feel like
Skrrt through they shit one time, get his mind right
Lay low, wanna bounce out when the time right
Glock on the back, now the cutter don't sound right
Back on the block, posted up at the buy right
Fuck them ****, I don't like (oh, is that right?)
All them **** some bitches (oh, is that right?)
Them **** ain't really with you (oh, is that right?)
Check this lil' ****, fuck you too
And fuck everybody that hang with you
You ain't got it like me, ****, your bitch do
If you wanna go to war, ****, lace your boots
What the fuck be wrong with these guys?
Just 'cause you pussy, you don't got nine lives
What the fuck be wrong with these guys?
They must want they cousins and mamas to cry
No lie, I get cranky sometimes
Next thing you know, someone slangin' my iron
Long as it blow, it don't matter the kind
We keep rockin' regardless, ain't picky with mine
Lot of shots like I'm drivin' a boat
But this ain't a boat, bitch, I'm pushin' a steamer
Pull up to a **** front door with a mop in my hand
I'ma personally clean him, uh
Give him a clip, he a streamer, uh
The shooter somewhere on Justina, uh
Coolin' and clutchin' this heater
For the box, not a Glock, got a ass like Trina
He in the blood, I tell him go get turned around
It's a five in your face, John Cena, uh
Big bruh cryin' to hisself
He a killer that laugh, he a real hyena
Uh, I'm shakin' shit up again
I'm shakin' shit up again
Our **** stay droppin' that bullshit
Keep 'em out the booth, don't let 'em back in
He makin' shit up again
He makin' shit up again
Please, please, please
Keep 'em out the booth, don't let 'em back in
Heard he wanna go there with us, we feel like
Skrrt through they shit one time, get his mind right
Lay low, wanna bounce out when the time right
Glock on the back, now the cutter don't sound right
Back on the block, posted up at the buy right
Fuck them ****, I don't like (oh, is that right?)
All them **** some bitches (oh, is that right?)
Them **** ain't really with you (oh, is that right?)
Check this lil' ****, fuck you too
And fuck everybody that hang with you
You ain't got it like me, ****, your bitch do
If you wanna go to war, ****, lace your boots
What the fuck be wrong with these guys?
Just 'cause you pussy, you don't got nine lives
What the fuck be wrong with these guys?
They must want they cousins and mamas to cry
Written by: Horace Walls
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