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Scars On 45 Don T Say

try and move closer & open the floodgates locked on you baby please, dont say it wont get better dont say it all looks down dont say it can't get better you scare

than muthafuckin' Jodeci boots and I get psycho Shoot like Michael When I say fuck the pigs I ain't talkin' 'bout white folk So don't get offended Or

up yu nine, Jackie she a wine like she nah feel no spine YU KNO Tek de dance slow girl don't be scared to zip it up, zip it up Hear wa yu tell dem say

tryina clean hip-hop, but it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock If you get popped, your shit will stop Clostamy bags, for all these fags, I don't wanna hear

HooK: 2x {T.I. shouting out da dope boyz!} Ay one time for da dope boyz in ATL From the SWATS on Campbelton Road on over to the Westside on Bankhead, ya understand On

Dog Don't Argue To Live This Is So No 45 Caliber Will Have Your Skin Bono Make Your Skin Bono Make Your Skin Bono Bustas Don't Bother Me Nooo Unless

(let's get it) I see you funny niggaz got jokes (jokes) Disrespect the Chevy, still riding on spokes (ay, spokes) You fucking with a player (ay) We don't just say

little man, show me Clutching on his momma leg, remind me of the old me Ain't trippin' off no old beefs, ain't grinding on my old streets I'm in the hills smoking on

program, hit the streetz we cop 56 mo gramz Y'all niggaz ain't messin wit scrams And that's [Drag-On] (come on, come on, come on,) Boy, whats the difference