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I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed 2 niggas in the front, 2 niggas in the back That's 4 niggas ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac The voice in my head say fuck all these niggas Then I start thinkin' I should rob all these niggas Man, my homies they wan' do whatever I wan' do I say I wan' eat, they say: shit we wan' eat too Lets ride around, find a nigga stuntin' on front street With the shines on niggas be lookin' like lunch meat I run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor Tell um come up off that shit 'fore we start poppin' some more Fuck a ski mask, man niggas know who I is I got a full clip and niggas know I get biz' I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I'm up early in the mornin', tryna make a move You comin' in here with me shorty take your lil' one to school Even though she cause the drama, you love your baby momma I hit her with the llama to get this cake Give us the coke, the cash, the combo to the safe Oh, she don't know it? Damn, ok, we'll wait I play with your kid on the couch, while your bitch on the phone With a gun to her head sayin': daddy come home You was rollin' poppin' bubbly, didn't think it get ugly In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you And the 9' will jam, right in my hand I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I got his homies screamin': Buck, you need to calm down Niggas be gettin' killed everytime you come around We ran up in his crib, made his momma kiss the ground She askin': God, what my baby dunn did now? I'm takin' everything, jewellery I want it all Duct tape him up, rip the phone cords out the wall Fuck waitin', we gon' starve waitin' on tomorrow So ask Satan if he got a car that I can borrow I'm inpatient like a money hungry rap star I jack him for his chain and I can get a new Jaguar The mac' I have his brains all over the fuckin' sidewalk And I'ma be on CNN again and it ain't my fault March nigga step, right nigga lef' G-Unit soldier, I'm thuggin' till my death, mothafuckas I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head boy, you know I will I'll whip your head boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head boy, your ass could get killed
Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, Rondell Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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