调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
KBD,
the artist known as Mr. Big
were to be released from prison today,
and has caused an uproar
in the prison system.
I had a chance to speak with him today,
and I asked him,
why did you do the things you
You'll be revoked in three months.
They say they have new members.
Y 'all bitches ain't got shit on me,
man.
Make y 'all motherfuckers kill on me,
nigga.
Fuck y 'all motherfuckin' bitches.
Take that shit to
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and put them thangs on that bitch
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Females feedin' for that but ter,
Had them stealin' like they crib,
cause my crack taste like ribs
I'm flyin' out of town,
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gettin' them thangs
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The nig ga bought a house
And gave his grandma all
sense of key to the safe
I'm trippin' on that Hennessy
and I'm smokin' on them Buds
I still got love for them
niggas sellin' them Dubs
I remember when I used
I can't put my Glock up,
my Glock is my hoe
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And my hoe go everywhere I go
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Which one of you fake -ass nig gas
wanna harm me?
I said you better bring the Navy
Cause I'm finna bring the Army
Get your 12 white folks
and take that shit to trial, bitch
Y 'all motherfuckers
talkin' about givin' me
20 motherfuckin' years
I got four motherfuckin' lawyers
standin' right here,
and we'll strike this bitch up
And if that shit don't work out,
make y 'all bitches kill me
in this motherfuckin' courtroom
So motherfuck you, fuck the judge,
fuck the DA,
and fuck all you weak ass
cause them laws is on my ass
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I just got a bird and I gotta sell it fast
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They know about the dime payments
on my third house
They know about the diamond
They know about the vacation trip
I took to China
was fuckin' at Kathy Hershey
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got busted with a bird in Tallahassee
And now they tryin' to say
that the Ye belong to me
in' their nuts on me
Dinky suits and bulletproof
No fake -ass niggas,
only some real hoes
I pack my shit cause it's
time for me to go
I'm getting tired of them
And even though they don't find shit,
they talk shit
how the fuck you bought this shit?
We got you on an interstate
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We'll let you go if you tell us
where your son that shit
light it up and type it up
And tell Adir get ready
cause we gon' strike it up
Take that shit to trial bitch,
take that shit to trial bitch
take that shit to trial
Take that shit to trial bitch,
take that shit to trial bitch
Take that shit to trial bitch,
in this morning looking for you boy
Asking me how I bought my
house and my cars
and taking pictures of our shit
So you need to go somewhere
hot out for a minute
cause it's hot down here
Alright mama, I'll let you
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The clean side of
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My motherfuckin' babies,
and the beer money
I'm in the attic smokin' weed
cause I think this shit is still funny
Make him kill me or turn myself in
Shit, I'm facin' life in the goddamn pen
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The D .A. wanna see a nigga fry
from the pen to testify
Yeah, I bought some guns from him,
yeah, he sold me some dope
Niggas tellin' on me
that I never even seen before
Everybody wanna sell dope
and try to get rich
Out on the corner just
waitin' to get indicted
You told on yourself, then you told on me
You might've heard of me,
but you ain't never bought
a bird from me
Pussy ass niggas got this
A SKS with a magnified scope
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If you want to fuck with me, bitch,
you better get them white folks
could hold a nigga like me down, baby
But I can't motherfuckin' be stopped
It's gonna take a lot more
motherfuckin' white folk
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Bitch, I'm ridin' with the KVD, RV,
And my motherfuckin'
niggas off Antwerp, baby
Take that shit to motherfucking
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tribe
Take that shit to trial, bitch!
Take that shit to trial!
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