My block is hotter than a mutha fucka
'cause Jake and Johnny,
swoopin' around the corner quicker than Bounty
'the quicker picker upper'
quick to stick up,
and hit up
they comin' up out wit' them handcuffs
(woop woop)
that's the fuckin' sound and I stand up
I hit the alleyway
like I was hittin' 'licks' to pay rent
my shadow's down the road
and I aint' even hit the pavement
there goes my stash...
there goes the switch blade...
there goes the the envelope of cash that I just made
damn, man
*There's gotta be a better way*
but that line you say
aint' payin' the bills on time come this here saturday
so I hit these fuckin' streets...
I smoke bud,
fuck fine ass women,
and make the illest beats
yea say it...
say it louder
'cause I'm about to show you
what 'I' do w/ gunpowder
you fuckin' with a man,
that's been fucked with his whole life
yea-
I'll run up in your crib,
ruin yo' whole- night
hold- tight...
here- I...come
lights- out...
fuck it....done
one less bitch I never worried about
fuckin' with a city boy in the south?

GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT
WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME
'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS BAD PUBLICITY
IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON
SO SAY IT LOUDER
SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE
BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR

...'cause, I'm about 2 miles
from your state line
and I aint tryin' to leave there
with no hate crime
I try to put behind...
the shit you took from mine
the shit inside my mind
I'm blind about to dull yo' shine
chrome chrome chrome
awww look, it's spinnin'
but my chrome chrome chrome
just made for spittin'
you'll be wishin once this paragraph is written
that I'll explode
FUCK YOU HATERS
time to expose
(take this down)
*anyone that hates on me...
their faces go...
on a backdrop on stage
at all of my shows
so everybody knows
what a bitch looks like...
what a hater really is you see
(lyrics reversed)
I like the sound of that...
like I like, yo' momma
I'm talkin shit again,
but hey, at least it aint' no drama
I let my thoughts go...
every now and then
I got a thing against you fuckers,
picking up them pens
and lying to my friends,
and to my family
and every kid
that sits and watches you on MTV
I'll tell you now,
as soon as I'm known in this industry
I'm-a make you fuckin' wish
you never been the way you been to me.


GO ON AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT
WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT ME
'CAUSE THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS BAD PUBLICITY
IF YOU SAY MY NAME, I WON
SO SAY IT LOUDER
SAY IT 30 FUCKIN' TIMES, MORE
BEFORE, YOU HIT THAT FUCKIN' DOOR


I'm here
you're there
I'm thinking about you
fuck you too
I'm here
I never never NEVER did doubt you
and I LOVE YOU TOO
I'm here
you're there
this song is about you
I KNOW YOU
you'll swear, up and down
this song's not about you
won't you?
that's the truth.



Lyrics submitted by Heartahimfan666

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