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| [Chorus] We got em goin down for the count Lookin down at the ground Thats why we got hataz Thats why we got hataz Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go, Hataz goin down for the count (ONE) Lookin at da grounda (TWO) I think your a hata I think your a hata Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1] This sir, is the beef from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But errybody gotta feel the need to say summin But can't speak up whenever you face em Thats what I call microphone gangstas Yea I got em over do'd[?] Yea I'm raw you know my flow Cuz b.o.b be actin hard like a Viagra overdose Talkin that noise on all dem songs A buncha lil boys and ya don't look grown Those niggas there and these niggas here But it really don't matta cuz they all just clones Gotta school, do the work, be a lawyer Hell yeah I'm all for the cause Don't wanna get involved with tha law sir But a nigga still got the moss burgs And that just fell on tha track and the song [?] Don't get it wrong this track is my own Cuz niggas that slip they don't last long [Chorus] [Verse 2 ] Hey what it live, breath homie Me, I'm doin what I always do Grindin if you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin too I know you see us sprawlin through All the rich niggas is on our crew Fuck it, they can't touch us If stuck-up's what ya call it cool Ooh, You shoulda seen when I came down in that Black on Black Gata hataz face down on the mat Splat I can make a green nigga mad Quick, fast, flash like tin cash on this bitch's tag [Verse 3] You can tell I'ma G from a walk in the stands Don't care bout the game make em talk in the stands Watch how you talk when you talk to the man If it ain't about bread you can talk to da hand I,I, Show you how to get rich The game we on, I'll show you how to pitch Made a play with a hit[?] And told the police I don't know bout shit Ay guy, I'm fly, summin like tha air Ain't that summin, when its stunting, theres nothing like air Homey hold it right there Home boy hold it down Spit five at the mall and had them hataz goin dowwwnnnn [Chorus] |
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