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Mr. Lucci
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Half Steppin
Cuz you might say something I might not like (Uhmm) Then you just might lose your life tonight (Don't say nothing nigga) My big brother told me Never let a nigga fuck me (fuck me) He'll never let a nigga touch me (touch me) If you really ain't about no answer (Hold ya tongue nigga) Them domes be smashin' (Domes be smashin') I'm gon' holla that (I'm gon holla that) Lil' brotha Lucci and Mr. Pookie They got my back (Look they got my back) You betta learn who you fuckin' wit (what nigga) You betta hop off in some gangsta shit (Lay it down) Ski-maskes (They don't want none) And hollow tips (They don't want none) 4-4's, (Know ya role nigga) Choppaz wit extended clips I don't think you want to fuck wit that Once you get killed ain't no comin' back (This ain't no movie) So if you ever get tha nerves to disrespect (Any ya'll) Disrespect tha Chiefa remember ya disrespectin' the West Chorus 2X (Big Chiefa) You niggas bet not come half steppin' Cuz we got somethin' that'll split cha And watch them hollow points eat cha up So I advise you niggas Now, I'm gon' tell you like this Betta be mo careful who you roll wit Cuz I got crook niggas You think you know schemin' up on yo shit Talkin' all that ho lip I won't be leanin' when I confiscate Wit a bunch of Crook niggas while flashin' nickel plates I see you niggas half steppin' Plottin' schemin' watch me think it up Now all my mark Crook niggas squeeze and bust Sippin' on yellow tusk Livin' is hell for us He'll do tha same to me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Say boy ya best tah be Calm me down 'for I let bullets free And in tha mist of this Tell ya again boy if I have tah I'mma send these hollow tips right at cha Feel tha wrath of three crook playaz From tha North and West we holdin' Keep on wit cha stuntin' Watch out for tha big ol' bouldaz we throwin' Quit crowdin' my space Peepin' me from neck to waist Pushin' Lucci tah cop tha case Who in tha fuck do you think I be? What in tha hell do you think you see? If it ain't treal then it ain't me Ain't nothin' but G'z about my streets And goin' toe foe toe Straight blow foe blow While us Crooks take control Me, P-O-O-K-I-E, and Chief Goin' on a rippin spree Knockin' these ol' ho ass nigga right up off they feet Hollows steadily eat em up The ones that's thinkin' it's free tah bump The ones that's shakin' his feet in tha trunk Talkin' all that nonsense Fuck around make me bomb bitch Unless you want tah see me strong arm shit Keep thinkin' that I'm harmless Actin' like they born tah hate When I'm blowin' my cake What tha fuck is goin' tah take Tah let these niggas know I wasn't born tah play Showin' these half steppin' niggas I'm serious bout my issues
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