[Chorus: x2] Why you tryin to play me, foo dang? (Foo Dang) Just cause I wanna let my nuts hang Teeth bang on the streets servin heads all night Some of us just ain't livin right
[Blaze] I know this stupid bitch who think she know me She even wanna call me Blaze Her Dead Homie Bitch keep ya mouth shut cause ya foo dang Couldn't hold my balls, couldn't hold my wang Stank hoes wanna see me in the grave But I'm quick to slap a trick wit a 12 gauge You know you was speakin my name, playin games And sayin things you know he's actin like something changed But I know you are reppin your fancy car Little money, foo dangin at the tittie bar (Bitch!) 7 dicks shoved in her box nightly, is she fucking? (Is she fuckin?) For the right price she might me Stank hoe, I never paid for ass So take a stray cat, and shove it in ya flat ass Get up out my face wit that foo dang drama Where she learn that shit? Man she get it from her mama
[Some guy] I say Foo, you say Dang Foo (Fuck You!!) Dang (Fuck You!!) Someone say fa sho, yea I'm in the house Yea I'm in the house
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[Anybody Killa] I foo dang on the daily, go ahead and call me shady Bad boy on the streets, startin static since the '80s So why you gotta front? Try and play me like a punk If you keep talkin shit, you gon' end up in my trunk Jackin beats from bustas, we foo dang like that Robbin hoes for they gold then trade it in for a sack Don't even think for a second that we high class 40 drinkin freaks with some dank and a nice ass ? identity with some eastside conflict Bitches make me sick if they don't foo dang dick Keep it real and I'll try to keep it real back Try to trip in over all the bodies that I shot wit the gat Hunt you down wit my automobile, roll down the window slow Then punch you right in the throat Type of shit that most people call a little fucked But it's simple and plain, we foo dang, so don't front
[Some guy] Yo Killa, this Tadpole I got ya number from this bitch I know I was the guy followin you home from the signin ?? Yo man why you ain't pull over? I ain't no houndog or nothin but I just
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[Blaze] Foo dang is what I call a hoe without a pistol Walkin all alone (There she go) and if I see you it's on I'm callin out old janky bitches wit no heart Dogs with no bite that wanna bark Reppin gold is like a crip wearin red in my hood And I'll slap ya wit a bat like a G should (Beeitch!!) Bitch, check yourself into the crackhead clinic You can't get no ? bringin a bag wit bottles in it
[Anybody Killa] Foo dangin wit a hatchet, come and get ya ass kicked If you bring a bottle then I really wanna smash it Sellin weed filled wit stems and seeds Same shit for $550 but you askin a G Now that's the kinda shit that makes a mind go crazy 2 packs of 'Ports a day and I just can't take it I swear if 1 more hero tries to flex in my face I'll go foo dang around the globe and make the whole world change
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