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Yeah, yeah Ever since Diesle put us on 2 till 4 Yardie kicks, sh*t coming off the hinges You can see the prints from the boots on the door Jump on the stage like "Who wanna war?" I'm not a yout' anymore But don't get it twisted, I'm still a big kid Might pull up in the whip with the windows tinted Bags full of cash like Ricky and Ingrid Got bad B's that'll make it clap for me Got G's that'll make it clap for me Push your wig back for me Told you, don't disrespect the Lord, that's blasphemy Why would you play with your life? Don't act up again, you know that ain't really wise Last time, my brudda's had the Twix in the ride That's two sticks for you and your pu**y'ole guys My enemies get splashed without water And I be in the kitchen cooking up a snack for my daughter Never get my hands dirty, I don't link cats on the corner It's Big Smoke, I ain't talking no steam and sauna Psycho, man, I'm too out of order Keep my name out your mouth rude boy, you're a fan, better still you're a stalker
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