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What the fuck is up? She got you whipped, got your kids Got your home, but that's not your bitch You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl It'll make 'em sick that

way I rep black step the F back 'Fore I bring out the guns and chest check respect that Any girl I met that hit that, love the way I spit that I don'

niggas laughin' at me When I seen they ass? This shit would never work, a one hit wonder bitch But all that shit that you doin' now make me wonder this Now why it's cool

botch with a big-ass crotch by the name of Connie She works in ICU and she dates this nigga named Mitchski Ronnie Have nab him at the hospital, that'll work

School kids do you got enough Of all those silly monkeys who think they're tough And teen queen babies who whine and whine About their brand new car that works

that the cops ain't included in And not a handcuff or shell could hold 'em in Right at the end of my road, who been there before? Now that I'm dead,

the [unverified] phone down Cancel all operations, tell your friends to cool it Your cover's blown I want to see you alone Cancel all operations, tell your friends to cool

years ago now. And remembering that time I feel like, when I wrote that song, I was in that feel of that all the kids today, they just feel like they

not that cool. I don't wear jeans. I've polished, an apple or two, but every grade that I grubbed, I grubbed it for you. So call me bookworm, but I'll