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[8ball]
What kinda always run his mouth, like a hoe,
like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know,
who got stabbed, got shot, who got put on lock,
nobody invited you and still you got up in the spot,
me, i`m not a witness, keep my distance, mind my business,
you, somebody talk, you in they mouth, like a dentist,
we keep it gangstah, mommas love it cause they know its real,
like UGK, `we keep it real` mobbin` throough tha field,
Big ball, fat boy, unload heat when my brain spill,
you for it, images without no coke connect pills,
we keep it crunk and poppin`, real niggas kno tha deal,
we bad boys, anywhere we at we smoke and kill,
you try to stop it, get yo` shit broke up in 20 pieces
we roll deep in, brand new vehicles wit` secret features,
game preachers, mucho pimpin` fa you mamacitas,
we players on the field, y`all niggaz in dem bleachers,
[Chorus-8ball x2]
You talkin` down behind my back,
you den` shot off nigga,
fifty,four, twenty sack, you den` shot off nigga,
if you fly, n got a gun, when tha drama come, you run,
you know what you jus` dun`, you dun` shott off nigga
[MJG]
mang, come on now, you den` shot off,
just like Mike Davis lost a knockoff,
for a tight ass shirt when the button pop off,
you standin, its snowin,
you got yo` shoes and socks off,
who holds the key?
no fuckin body, i brokez tha` lock off,
i blew tha` top off, took tha comma, period dot off,
and ran on wit it and broke you a whole lot off,
im gettin hot, im startin to boil,dont turn tha` pot off
you jus` affected pimpin, pimpin, yo go get yo` rocks off
release some pressure, stop all tha cryin, and wipe ya snot off,
the excuses you be usin fa losin` is as cheap as hott sauce,
earn yo position, stop hatin because you not boss,
MJ-G, pimp tite, im movin` yo spot off,
and i dont reach, stoppin` yo` plans, fuckin` yo` plot off
i go hard, and i dont cheat, and im not off,
and livin on tha edge, rebellin im never dropped off,
like aaron hall `dont be afraid`, bitch, just call the cops off
[chorus x2]
[Ludacris]
Now you can either check yo` ego at tha do` or let tha drama unfold,
and check my rap sheet, BITCH, i`m almost ten million sold,
i`m only rappin` cause i want to, i got enough plaques,
needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on dis track,
and so i DiD it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and SPiT it,
by tha end of the verse, you`ll say `once again, Ludacris SHit it`
Then I`ll wipe this wit yo` face, and put yo` pride in tha trash,
my whole careet is like my video, i`m showin` my ass,
i keeps it, `gangstah, gangstah`, shootas n shankstahz,
and to you shot off mothafuckas, i`ma `thank ya, thank ya`
runnin yo` mouth behind my back until you run outta time,
but at least yo` talkin lets know some millions stays on yo` mind,
it aint nothin` wrong wit that,
tell `em grabbin` tha thang and then I put it to yo` brain,
and change everything you ever hope fo` wit tha .44,
you`ll be fallin back,
and yacht-is what im drinkin` steady thinkin about dese pinks chasin,
i`m `bout ta bring home da bacon