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[Mr. Do It 2 Death]What?[Kela talking]Why you niggaz got this game like fucked up rightNiggaz like that is confusin here huh?WhatGot me fucked upSlow down playgirl, you got me fucked upHey tell that nigga "Slow down nigga!"Coo Coo Cal tell em how it go watch[Coo Coo Cal]You got me fucked up, hato whom it may concernSnitches wit thee intensions to get burnedIt`s my turn to earn this cakeAny nigga that`s outta line, we set em straightPull out that (?) fill em wit hoes, and let em bakeStraight pissed-off, ya`ll I wanna pull out the Beam todayWhen my folks, they calm, layin in the lawn, nigga like a green berre`And uza hoe bitchTo fuck wit the clique I roll witAnd why they call me "Crazy", cuz mutha fucka they can`t control thisAnd I`ma stand on itFuck it, I even dance on itAnd if it got somethin to do with stratch,I watch my back and get my hands on itYa`ll got me all fucked up, ha, from head-to-toeNo! My clique ain`t physically fit fo war nigga, but nigga we ready to goBlows to the dome niggaFo`s wit the chrome niggaHoes wanna run wit a niggaToes gotta leave me alone niggaFigga nigga got fame and now I`m stuck upWell that shit is falseIn the name of the man on the crossYou got me fucked upChorus:1xYou got me fucked up (I`m sick of niggaz)So while you niggaz in the world always twistin shit up, on meYou got me fucked up (I`m sick of bitches)And while you bitches in the world always twistin shit up, on meee!You got me fucked up (I`m sick of hoes)And while you hoes in this world always twistin shit up, on meeeeeee!You got me fucked up (I`m sick of niggaz)You got me fucked up thinkin you can all run game, on meee![Kela]Three strikes your out bitchDon`t really think you wanna doubt thisMistress, thats droppin off to your dome make a nigga all steal thisDon`t snitches, that`s poppin off at the mouth you know they get dealt witInfinite 4-5, it`ll show you hoes not to fuck wit thisBitch don`t trip, cuz we don`t take no shit, we handle biznessGot Do It 2 Death and Cal on my side,ready to ride on (?) you trickRunnin this, my clique will stick his bitch, and oh we too coldPuttin mutha fuckaz up on they back, cuz bitch you thought you was too boldBut fo` sho, we takin on showsBetta keep cool when we come thru the doHoes don`t hate, just keep ya mouth closedMay our haters down is what we came here foBetta thank twice before you step to disOne up once and get done wit, squitI told you not to fuck wit usMakin niggaz mad cuz we have their shitCan nobody hold us downUnexplained a nigga on the clownNiggaz, they (?) like thisCold-ass bitch represent fo the Mil-TownNigga don`t clown, `fo you get beatdownOn the real, in the MilThese niggaz get done upSmacked the last thang, I know you got me fucked upChorus:1x[Mr. Do It 2 Death]I wrote dis`here, what you niggaz knowI tote dis`here, niggaz wishinThey gon` play my position, shit, I`m totin` dis hereI got it locked, this here mine ya`ll, don`t get it confusedHalf of these niggaz watchin me flow, wishin they could dance in my shoesI try to tell em shit, "These ain`t your size partna!"You can mug all night in the club, I don`t give a fuck, my guys got chaYou got some (?) like Do It 2 Death up in ya, they beat it up out chaMy album green in the streetsRead the billboard, read it and weapNiggaz say I`m irigant, hoes say I act like I`m all thatTell `em "Ain`t shit changed" and"Who really gives a fuck except my drawback"Ya`ll thought I was leakin, bitch-nigga ya`ll caught in a fogI`m still (?) ya`ll walkin a dogNigga I can personify the shit I spit, I ain`t just flossin at ya`llOne thangs fo` sho, don`t let me score I`m caught in a ballNiggaz say they wanna see me make it,knowin that they really wanna see me fallNigga I`ma cross this line, whether I run, walk or crawlChorus:1xChorus:1xYou got me fucked upSo while you niggaz in the world always twistin shit up, on meYou got me fucked up (Look I`m gonna tell you like this right)And while you bitches in the world always twistin shit up, on meee!You got me fucked up (right?)And while you hoes in this world always twistin shit up, on meeeeeee!You got me fucked up (don`t get it confused)You got me fucked up thinkin you can all run game, on meee!

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