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feat. H.A.W.K. Klebefolie Bergisch Gladbach (*H.A.W.K. talking*) Big balling Texas, you are now about to witness The sounds, of the Fat Rat with the Cheese Lil' O, Screwed Up Click
[Hook] Don't plex, cause I got the tool (man you talking to me), yeah I'm talking to you Well see you hating on a playa, cause I rock them jewels But if it's fuck me nigga, then it's fuck you too
[Lil' O] Ay yo, I just came to party And I don't really wanna, kill nobody Pulled out the thang, lick shots from the forty And have your mama talking bout, Lordy Lordy But boys, like to jump into some gangsta games And never learn, till a playa shank they frame All you hear is broads is yelling, then I smash and bang When I pick up the pool stick, and spank his brain I'm a gangsta gangsta, a hustler hustler The Braeswood block boy, ain't no busta And if he don't shoot you, then he bound to cut you If he chunk up the West, then his boys gon rush up So the best thing to do, daddy leave it alone When I'm leaving my home, I'm always leaving with chrome What makes you think you won't, catch three in your dome And I ain't even tripping dog, you seen the wrong
[Hook] Don't plex, cause I got the tool (man you talking to me), yeah I'm talking to you Well see you hating on a playa, cause I rock them jewels But if it's fuck me nigga, then it's fuck you too Don't plex, cause I got the tool (man you talking to me), yeah I'm talking to you Well see you hating on a playa, cause I fucked your boo But if it's fuck me nigga, then it's fuck you too
[Lil' O] Hey don't plex, dog it ain't even worth it I'll have you in a coffin, looking picture perfect Chest look a mess, body blue like smurfy (La, la, la, la, la, la) Nigga what you smoking, what you drinking You gon run up on who, nigga what you thinking Hey look me in my eyes, nigga I'm not blinking These Southside playas, will leave you stinking But look here daddy, I don't want no trouble Cause if it go down playa, guns gon rumble And boys gon drop like fumbles, so if you see A sucka fall to his knees, man that cat ain't stumble So what you need to do, is just stay in your place Before I grab the Cristal bottle, Cris in your face Have your mouthpiece missing a space, for talking out The side of your neck, that hating gon get you erased
[Hook]
[Lil' O] Hey don't plex, lil daddy what's the deal What's all the plex for, relax and chill Stop acting like a broad, you need mass and gill This is Big Balling Texas, start acting trill We don't fight over hoes, we don't do it like that This the best way for you, to catch two in your back Don't be mad when you see me, come through in a Lac Cause if I'm sitting on 4's, I got two of my gats And you one of them cats, that's making me feel uncomfortable Don't make me snatch your life, right from under you Cause if you hear (*gun shot*), that ain't thunder fool It's too late, now you six feet under dude My cars wonderful, my jewelry's shitty And I ride on chrome, when I cruise the city And that's where you be a fool, to get me Cause I got something sitting on my lap, that'll chew your kidney
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(*H.A.W.K. talking*) You see, pretty much what my dog trying to say is If you out here fighting over these females, you plexing If you mad at a playa, cause he out here getting his cash, you plexing And we don't do it like that down here, in these H-Town streets This is Big H.A.W.K., S.U.C. five star general Putting it down with my dog Lil' O, letting y'all know how it go Cause real recognize real, you feel me
