[Intro - Lil Scrappy] O-K-K-K BME O-K-K-K G's up, this yo boy Lil' Scrappy DJ Khaled, (Let Em' Kno) So get your G's up
[Chorus - Lil Scrappy] You can be as fuckin real as you want And hard as you will But you will never be nothin like me You can rock with the 12's in the trunk Get so drunk But you will never be nothin like me You can go and fuck with a hoe A pocket full of dough But you will never be nothin like me Yea yea you wanna act hard I can tell in your eyes you will never be nothin like me
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy] Born, Devil riches son the second My daddy blessed me with a wonderful weapon Hoes see me and they keep on stepin So my momma took me to school taught me pimpin lessons Oh, I kno you ain't tryin ta call your people Cause I got people that'll sue your ego Sum of em in the club with a desert eagle U ain't gone win a fight unless you got it like we do Equal, naw nigga we ain't equal U said you pop cris they wouldn't believe u Look at the time it's way past your curfew I'm a back up cause I don't wanna hurt u Aw man these niggas throwin bottles on the stage I'm a still go out and rep the A If you take it outside I'm a get the cake Aye shorty I said get up out my face But anyways Ya'll niggas don't kno me, don't kno my name Jus kno me by my fortune and fame They want me to b humble shorty but I can't Don't get all mushy eyed shorty let me explain There's alot of mothafuckas out there that hate I might catch a case cause I gotta gun on my waist People out seein what kinda moves ya make Scrapper get the hell away from a nigga that's fake, aye
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[Verse 2 - Lil Scrappy] You say you hot but you ain't dat Your shit weed, and my shit crack (damn) If I rob you, I ain't givin that back If I steal your girl shorty jus call me the mack, (scrap) The Scrap Show her P-I-M-P If they hatin shorty then you need betta delivery I'm from the A-Town, Southeast, Zone 3 If ya touch me then you get your ass beat Some of ya'll lames ain't got enough on your track sheet To clap me you gone need a crowd to see me Look in the mirror I kno you wanna b me Mad cause your girl on my dick like bologne Look dude, I don't want you nowhere near me I'm a real G nigga and that's clearly If ya come around I'm a knock ya silly If ya can't hear me then ya got to feel me (Yea)
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[Verse 3 - Homeboy] (What my name is?) H-O-M-E boy Through a microscope, you niggas can't see me-e boy If you jump inside my body could'ntbe me-e boy Bullets bust on sight so freely-e boy I'm a monster, evil, Chucky me Freddy Krueger Bitch nigga I will do ya, with 9 millimeter rueber I'm hell on earth now that's what they told me Hotter than the flames in hell, so hell could'nthold me No man control me Follow no one, I'm a leader I'm Homeboy, Bitch I'm off the mothafuckin meter Right now or tomorrow I'm a see ya when I see ya Cock back and make me pop the lid off the pringles C'mon, once I step outside of my zone Bullets fly jus like that star wars attack of the clones Listen up got some shit that'll part your hair round here We from Georgia, it's the spot We some bears down here
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