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[Intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what, what, what, what
Yo, this for my niggas in the streets
(What what what what)
Foreign cars and the jeeps
(What what what what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street

Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision
Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
And I stand over your head, like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga
And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga, nigga

[1] - Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you thi


 
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