[Hook] I go hard in the muthafuckin' paint nigga Leave you stankin' nigga, what the fuck you thinkin' nigga? I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I say Front yard broad day with the SK See Gucci? That's my muthafuckin' nigga I hang in the Dale with them hit squad killers Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass nigga Ridin' real slow bendin' corners, my nigga
[Verse 1] Gotta main bitch and gotta mistress (What else?) A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood rich Keep my dick hard, and keep me smokin' You'll get bills free shorty, no jokin' Ay what I stand for? Brick Squad I'mma die for this shorty man I swear to God In the trap with some killers and some hood niggas Where you at? Where your trap? You ain't hood, nigga Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood Crips fuckin' with me, Gs and the Vice Lords Eses and amigos freestyle off the dome Brick Squad, Waka Flocka Flame is fuckin' on!
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[Verse 2] What's up pussy nigga? What's up punk nigga? I got on that nigga, make your momma's momma get ya Hope you got your killers with ya, hope you got your niggas with ya Hope your goons ridin' with ya, they gon' fuckin' miss you, nigga Nigga with a attitude like Eaze and Cube When my little brother died I said fuck school I picked the burner up and I got some marijuana Two years later screamin' out you don't wanna Glock 9 to SK if you want to beef Shorty point blank range I put your ass to sleep Shorty talk is cheap, so watch what ya say Broad day in the air like this shit is legal
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