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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya lookin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
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Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
Well, getcho' hands up, getcho' hands up
Goddamn it getcho' hands up
Getcho' hands up, getcho' hands up
Goddamn it getcho' hands up
Well, throw yo click up, throw yo click up
Goddamn it throw yo click up
Throw yo click up, throw yo click up
Goddamn it throw yo click up
Well, whatchu' lookin' at whatchu' lookin' at
Whatchu' lookin' at whatchu' lookin' at
Whatchu' lookin' at whatchu' lookin' at
Whatchu' lookin' at whatchu' lookin' at
Now whatchu' wanna do, whatchu' wanna do
Goddamn itwhatchu' wanna do
Whatchu' wanna do, whatchu' wanna do
Well, niggayou,you,you,you
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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya lookin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
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Pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb
It's about time somebody checked you, youass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman 'cause she told ya the truth
Realbring out the ho in you
Us pimpget a foul ho, we chin check her
All you do is play the role you just a actor
Won't let abreathe if she wanted with your's
She just a weak so insecure
How come she can't leave home without gettin' cussed out
Every time you get mad, you tell her, "Get theout"
But I told her, I said, "It's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty"
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick if you tell me you a playa, you's a lie
'Cause you'll never be like Willie Dynamite and Super-Fly
You just a
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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya lookin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya lookin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
Bump, bump, bump, bump lettin' off shots
Double glock, glock, ch-ch,pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty South
Burn up the whole block, that's what this here we 'bout
Livin' lawless,labeled hardest
Gonna see who's life is shortest
Regardless this whole world to me is garbage
Tryin' to reap my harvest, I'm starvin' less than a life of ballin'
Yet still tryin' to find my callin'
And make a change, look into my eyes, all you see is pain
Look up in the sky, all I see is rain, ain't no sunshine
Call me a monkey but look I got King Nine bloodlines
With P-9's and semi-autos, ain't guaranteed tomorrow
Name all my borrow
I represent the slums, ate the crumbs
Now I'm reachin' for a new height
Nothin' but love and we grew tight
Played and renew sight, hustlin' for food tight
Who the dopiest on the planet, Chyna Whyte
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Bia' Bia', why ya fussin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya lookin' like a, like a
Bia' Bia', why ya frontin' like a, like a
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