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(feat. Max B) [Intro: Jim Jones] Clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang, clap Dip-Set!!! Can I get a G clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang Clap, Byrd Gang Can I get a G clap [Verse: 1 Jim Jones] I be like hoooold up, wait a minute I'm in the coupe, laiiiiid up in it Sunk in the seat, suede all in it Drop top roof blowin haze all in it And yall know imma straight up menace Run up in ya crib there's a safe up in it New York City yall aint safe up in it Yall niggaz fugaze, my niggaz authentic The game like bitches that need make-up These niggaz beefin and kissin and then they make-up Shit, I still prowl through the gutta All you hear em say is that's a wild muthafucka Its been a while muhfucker Had to fall back, face trial cause of Rucker One-Eyed Willie, you can come try kill me Still ridin that 5, you can get hung high silly

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