F/ c.o., deuce poppito

(Chorus)

I spit game wit the n word

Brothers make slang for n word slang

I slang cane and others thangs for n word slang

And lease be the blame for n word ni**a

(Trick Daddy)

You know me ni**a

I don＇t know you my ni**a

Here＇s what must go through my ni**a

Go get with ya crew my ni**a

Tell rush round here for i do y＇all niggas

Cause i＇m straight chillin my ni**a

Ex-con ex-d**e dealer my ni**a

I ain＇t trippin but I＇m chillin my ni**a

And i ain＇t scared of none of y＇all niggas

I will count my flow right in front y＇all niggas

I will kill ever one of y＇all niggas

Cock my 45 and go to gunning y＇all niggas

I will ever one of y＇all niggas

Ni**a

(Chorus)

(Deuce Poppito)

I am off da my ni**a

Smoking m*******a in the range my ni**a

Getting brains

Real niggas do things my niggas

We spittin flames with motherf**kin thangs ni**a

I will take it to ya whole squad my ni**a

Word to god my ni**a

I got ? but rather get hard my ni**a

? at the neighborhood park my ni**a

What you say young ni**a

Slip n slide ain＇t got guns young ni**a

Got funds young ni**a

Dumb ni**a

Get ya for motherf**kin ones

And turn you news into none

Ni**a

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(C.O.)

Yo my ni**a

I＇m c.o. ni**a

You better slow yo roll my ni**a

Ni**a

And that＇s word to buddy roe my ni**a

So why should i give a f**k about a ho ni**a

I＇m a go get ya ni**a

I can get the ? to da floor (let em know ny ni**a)

That＇s how it go my ni**a

I＇m go lock it down from the door my ni**a

That＇s fo sho my ni**a

(Trick Daddy)

And i got ya back my ni**a

Everywhere i go i be strap

You bet my ni**a

And on top of that do be a ?

Its all good you know i got stacks my ni**a

We rob banks my ni**a

And we are the only ones smoking stank my ni**a

We runnin through the b**ches that you can't my ni**a

F**kin round with us we will leave you stank my ni**a

Ni**a

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(Deuce Poppito)

Whats up my ni**a

I＇m bout to nut my ni**a

Bout to but the gat to ya gut my ni**a

Whats up i＇m bout splash me a ni**a

Bout mash me a trigga

I＇m bout to blast me a ni**a

You shouldn＇t have played with my cock my ni**a

It smells like gun smoke my ni**a

You bout to bleed to ya death my ni**a

Take ya last breath my ni**a

What you think this my ni**a

I will slide in ya crib

And put six in ya wig my ni**a

That＇s how we play my ni**a

With a a.k. hide in ya driveway my ni**a

You can run but you can't get away my ni**a

I＇m go let the click spray my ni**a

From the shy to the m.i.a. my ni**a

Slip n slide niggas don＇t play my ni**a

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