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[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] You can take it how you wanna take it homie Yeah, you hear the record spinnin' So you know I'm gettin' money Got a spot, can't another nigga come and take it from me Now you on the sideline, fucked up, lookin' funny And I'm flossin' in the 68' oldsmo' Subtract another booty, blowin' fruity with yo' hoes You wanna be like me but you making that dough fold I got some dealers that'll hit you up for that rose gold I'm fresh up outta Indiana nigga Gary to be exact Got my ticket with this rappin' threw Gary up on my back I'm in business with them nigga that keep a clip in the gat Knees on the lac Catch you in the kitchen whippin the crack Im a come up on some swishas and twist up anotha sack Got your girl leavin wit her, she wonderin' where she at What she said up in the Jag, if she let a nigga stab But if not I put that bitch in the cab I'll see ya later babe [Hook] All my thug ass nigga, what it be like All my down ass hoes, what it be like No I don't fuck around ho, what it be like You know I bust down ho, what it be like All my East coast nigga, what it be like All my West coast nigga, what it be like All my dirty South nigga, what it be like All my Midwest nigga, what it be like [Verse 2] Verse 2 Say nigga what it be like Wanna go to war with me you better get your G's right I'm a bout to show 'em what these G.I. streets like Broad day to midnight Better keep your heat tight 2:11 1-8-7 semi-automatic weapon Make a nigga get to steppin' I don't care what set he reppin' Bustin' in my own discretion Bout to teach that ass a lesson I be getting threatened by these lame brain niggas But I never sweat 'em Real niggas show me love in the hood I ain't never got problems cause I got plugs in the hood You might see me politickin' with them thugs in the hood That's the type of shit I does in the hood Middle-finger to you bitch ass niggas Dog ass hoes Y'all can keep on hatin' and Fakin, We gettin dough The G's at my show They rush the front row Throw they sets in the air Let a mothafucka know [Hook 2] All my Vice Lord nigga, what it be like All my G.D. nigga, what it be like All my Black Stone nigga, what it be like All my Renegade nigga, what it be like All my Latin King nigga, what it be like All my Crip gang nigga, what it C like All my Blood gang nigga, what it B like We all the same gang nigga, what it be like
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