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Yeah, I'ma dedicate this to all my haters
When I get off parole, I'ma get yo' bitch ass, nigga
Try me if you wanna, nigga
Nigga, try me if you wanna
Dog, I'm quite sick
Streets on lock, I'm like pits
Everytime I spit, they try and convict Mike Vick
Whoa, my Nikes crisp, iced wrists
Not homophobic, homeboy, but me? I pipe chicks
Heard George Bush don't care about black people
Start a war on rap, 'cause I don't like wack people
War on terror but we can't murder Iraq people
So bring home the soldiers, wake up and smell the Folgers
West coaster, white tee, tuck in the toaster
Stick to mami's sugar walls like a poster
No testin' the Testarossa
Wess is closest specimen of Jay Hova
Game over, that boy write with a pink Crayola
Gangster rhymers do not wear eyeliner, hold up
Now how 'bout some hardcore?
Let's M.O.P. up the bloodshed from Watts to Dartmoor
I'm not teeny boppin' to pop
I'm the waterproof MC like Aquaman with a Glock
So, while you pimpin' in the parking lot
I pop out the Nile River, park in the croc, nigga
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Ayo, I swing through like bees do with these two
My nuts, I let 'em hang on the track, three feet below my knees, dude
These cats are seafood, they easily wet, that's when they heat spool
Not vodka but Absolut to ride on your flow just like a Sea-Doo
And pilot the pen like it's 9/11
And represent, they rush into your office
Rockin' my headwraps in the cockpit
Ayo, don't start shit
If you don't got the paper to take it off with
I'ma acquittal my sentence like Paris Hilton's DUI charges
So it's caution, we're crossin', my
Train of thought, the track's awesome
The ropes that grew from the concrete
And cold city streets, I still blossom
So watch 'em, high enterprise 'cause the slice of my pie is peach
And see me top it off with special
Sauce like it's whip cream when I skeet
It's a wet dream, spittin' 16's at rest and ease
And havin' the Mexican mami cookin'
Me meals and eatin' up all my seeds
I take it to new heights just like it's marijuana
And I ain't train with Chuck Liddell
Homie, but you can try me if you wanna
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Yeah, Swifty, they said I'd never make it, now I got hotlines
So you can call me, the yellow pages, they hella hatin'
And my anxiety's fryin' me, so I'm never patient
So I'ma will it now and leave never waitin'
Try to fly 'em away but I'm on a higher spaceship
To reach, you'll need a million inches of levitation
I'm so far, think I'm alienated
The plastic watch, the yellow chain, canary bracelet
Tryin' to send a statement, tryin' to send a snake sent
I'm on the channels with the greats, you're a syndication
I'm requested like Carson, the office pay 'em daily
And haters meltin' like a candle while I bring the cake in
Before you spit a eight in, better play it safeless
I'm in the zone like a Irving pass from Troy Aikman
Tryin' to score with paper 'til the Lord forsake 'em
Live in California, you try 'em if you wanna
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Try me if you wanna
Standin' ready, better step back
Try me if you wanna
Got the money, this is payback
Try me if you wanna
What you thinkin'? I'ma take that
Try me if you wanna
And you're bound to get ya head smacked
Try me if you wanna
You know I'm not feelin' you
I know what you did
I ain't no dummy
I'm Frankii French, bitch
Ras Kass, bitch
It's the real deal
Yo, yeah, we gettin' money
And yo, we fuckin' wealthy
Fuck bein' rich, it's 'bout bein' wealthy
Frankii French, Ras Kass, it's official, fuck that
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