What?! Let's Go, lets ride
f** wrong with this n***a?
f** this n***a tryin ta do somethin?
Gimme the motherf**in keys, let's go
Got this n***a right, y'all mothaf**az ready to ride
We gonna take this b**h downtown
By 7 mile west to east, pull up to the club
Park this b**h on the curb, its like
UH, another day another hit
I'm on some other sh**
Um, stay up off my maw buckin dick
Too, if you got issues with me, don't make me diss you
Tell yo b**h to come here, I like what her lips do
Gangsta mental, never sentimental
Hollar out the window b**h what you tryin ta get into
I got minimal love for women who f**
Ride wit me tonight, b**h and hit me when ya grow up
s**as lookin at me mean, cause my sh** clean
I'm sick a this scene, but not sick a gettin me screens
Its in my blood now, s** money and d** now
Its f**ed up now, the world is run by thugs now
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HO! HO! HO!
Its f**ed up "Its f**ed up"
The world is run by thugs now
HO! HO! HO!
We like what now? "WHAT?!"
The world is run by thugs now
Aw sh** the nights young, disciples done
Might as well clear out, the cops might come
f**in blue lights, with the red in em
The sh** we do at night? Cops say f** it cause we done
Scared em
How they expect us to ride, turn this thug sh** off in
Known light
Jeckyl and Hyde sh** for the rest of my life
I'mma be reckless and high, check the eyes
Better be some b**hes on the set when we arrive
Quick to say this party dead, too many hard days
The only thing that starts is a carnival of carnage
And I just came to gain, see what this hoes talkin bout
Get into a gang a thangs
Y'all s**as ain't sayin sh** can't see me
Who you talkin to? Don't let me hafta buck at you
Break somethin off in you
I'm down for that Detroit dogsh**
We could destroy all this if you call it
Y'all talk sh** I'm walkin c'mon
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I'm worth bout 10 in the industry 20 mil in the streets
That Natas n***a with the hottest product dealin the sweets
We make ya head hurt when he network this punk
Mastamind and I pledge to kick this b**h on junk
The party don't start without me don't diss or doubt me
When I'm in the house its all about me, mothaf**a
Put my sh** on the curb, when I finish the swerve
Hop out bumpin that Natas sh** ya heard
We make it sound like the ground might break
We get down like the biggest n***as holdin down weight
Its a duty to me I raise my right hand and truly believe
Nothin but that wicked sh** rule the streets
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