your mouth, what up? It's flip mode, better stay up in your house, what up? All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up? Street niggas, what up? Stack
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what up? Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up? All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth, It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house All my thugs,
Quarter mill for the show, really though, wassup? Louis duffel bag stay loaded up Get her to the hotel, betta know what's up With the niggas out there get the holdin' up
sell your ass a sak of leaves gucci mane fuck up the sound dead drunk like my uncle touch my brother dood n i'll cock and shoot or cut your throat gucci
ya'll, I never did know you, bring the Pro Tools, stack in on up, and little thugs that I console to, never leave your house without keepin it up, to
lose, it's all about the roads that you choose Well, what is there to do when you out there stunnin' like, ooh? And I can feel your pain young thugs, stay
pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up I pray for the Lord to have
chance 50, you betta bring it(last chance 50) and i dont mean sing it let that new bitch witch do that, whadd up baby(whadd up baby) ill fuck you and
't gone lie My mother is nature This is why And my father is God We got a house in the sky I can touch your heart I can soothe your soul I can give your
you act when people hang up in your face, what that got to do with me, that's your phone anyway. Why in the hell would I give them your number to catch myself up
the money stayed In the ghetto, it ain't all about drugs Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff Only rule on the streets is don't get caught Unless your
fad, you really can't understand rap How these young playas come up and live fat Big houses, cars, watch the homies bubble Do a lot of good but can't stay
with a birds-eye view So you betta back up, back up 'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up ... 10 then
we know all them lil' different fuckin' ways, you slum But it's trill downtown, your momma's all free Your house is sugar, layin' with your wife and your
em up, hem em, sew em up in those kilts, Up in those kilts, uppa-up in those kilts. Man, you don't want to go up in those hills, Up in those hills, uppa
, like Tone Loc, you betta be go When the sound clash erupt, rev up Step up to the cut, 'Wassup?' I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up You
