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[Ad-libs] Yeah On this one we gonna get a little crowd participation on this one right here Y'all just repeat it before right here [Chorus: x4] You already know, know, know, know You already slow [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, come on Privilege abuser Land cruiser Ten time loser First offender No surrender, down Wherever we don't surrender no charity Orchestrating me and a nigga off sales Vinyl, satisfaction guaranteed 'Jo Goodie stampede on Balboa You Apollo king I may look like a rapper but I'm a known clapper Cleaning out your stash Slanging hot brass In a class, all by myself You slept, I stayed awake Goodie niggaz have the spirit of a snake Bro got it like chin check D.F., here to stay Like love and hate I'm on your plate Eating every crumb Cause I don't have none [Chorus] [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, come on This Khujo "Gun Club" Goodie at your service I specialize in whacking bosses and they surface Ain't no rules or parameters Professional, we pity the amateur 'Bout time I get some cunk, fifty might some slug In my cross bugs Ain't here to assassinate your character more like erase ya From paper Whenever there's a problem with troublemakers Certified hitman Ain't no store pipe paid Blacktalians Rhinos Don't waste your fare on anybody armor cause I'm a bomb 'em Yeah, yeah, you already know [Chorus] [Verse 3] Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, come on Capital K H, U, J, O One more for the G, double O D-I-E, M, to the O Check the stats that pulled your credentials Pow! Nobody now Who's that peaking in my window? Dirty South! Boy, with a plate of this old-fashioned Soul Food all we did was dis dude Nigga, ain't nobody changing This my Attic cause Twayne hooked up with Armstrong this game in trouble Yah! I'm the scoop that sat beside the double doors and let in all the bros It's you and I done forgot about the struggle In the corner swinging like aluminum loaded slugs Focused next on your jugular [Chorus Yeah, yeah, yeah, come, come on
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