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Lyrics
i stay strapped like those velcrow shoes / i dont gotta be B.B. king to give you the blues / i got weapons like the guns bush uses for iraq, and i dont gotta be camron / to make you DIP-LO-to the -MAT, all i need is a gun to ya back, plus i blow more PUFF, then Jo L had, im callin ya Hefty (WHY) cause you hittin kids wit garbage (w)raps, when i be spittin more tracks then a Nascar Race / im like Base, cause 1 hit will Crack ya face/ imma keep makin tracks, i aint gonna stop / when i spit it dont gotta be 90 degrees out for me to be hot, cause wether you like it or not / the streets always gonna say " Bianco ? yea hes hot " / i dont got money, so atleast im sellin drugs for a reason / i be droppin more Quarters, then ya basketball season / you be coppin ounces, man that aint shit / i be coppin more ki's (keys) then a car dealership / im a broke dude, thats why i hit the block for money / im a small dude, but my heat make my waist look chunky / pop shit, i'll put more holes in u then on a toe of some sneakers/ shit ,it dun gotta be winter to have ya house pumpin wit heaters / me and my mic connected since we got together / i dun gotta be signed by dame dash to Roc-A-Fella / I be holding heat like Oven Mittens / if you still poppin shit then yall aint listening / yall be like tupac killer, end up missin / if i dont shoot you in the face, im puttin a knife through ya abomon / why you frontin like it aint gon be happenin / ya bitches like Jim Carey, ya dont fuck wit Action / ya bitch is like a blunt we hit it n pass it / then she go back to you after we already had it /
