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[chorus one]
Is this joint hot? Baby, sho` enough Come into ya spot and blow it up If ya rollin` on dubs and ya know what`s up Throw ya hands up, now, show ya love (2X) [chorus two] Is it good, baby? Is it good? UH-HUH! Is it good, baby? Is it good? Like dat! (2X) [verse one] It`s young Livio, baby, I`m back in effect Colder than the ice wrapped around the back of my neck I demand my respect, mami, please believe I got the frost-bit wrists that`ll freeze ya sleeve I need some liquor in my liver, I don`t care if it`s Hen I`m tighter than the shorts fat women wear at the gym I bounce back wit big bullets that`ll tear up ya brim You need 20/20 vision just to stare at my rims, woo! [chorus one] [chorus two: (2X)] [verse two] Who`s that young boy ridin` wit his thang cocked Even though he got dough, ridin` on the same block You roamin` witcha rims that ain`t survived the `teens That boy, Livio, is dirty, but his ride is clean Haters know I hate `em, riders know it`s nothin` but love My tires are just like me, they serve nothin` but dubs I got the picture, I got to split ya When I`m on the West Coast, I got the swisha When I`m on the East Coast, I got the philly Ya got to feel me, I pop a wheelie I pack a mack-milli `cause the streets is kill at willy My nizzy, I stay busy, and that`s fa shizzy My fetti`s somethin` I don`t want anyone to touch You want beef? Just come to anyone of us I`m livin` like that thug life wit plenty guns to bust My rims are like club night, twenty-ones and up [chorus one] [chorus two: (2X)] [verse three] Eh yo, I been gangsta, been saggin`, been baggin` Been braggin`, been wanted like Bin Laden Tell myself what`s up and answer any question I`m askin` Grab the fo` and hitcha block up lookin` for action It`s young Livio, who you know fuckin` wit him? You tryna ball? I`ll have ya shit stuck in the rim I stay tipsy, so I like to fill my cup to the rim And make niggas cough it up till they covered in phlegm I got to hit the street in heat, I`m tryna hustle again While you stay locked up like you in love wit the pen Fuck ya wife, here`s some bullets, nigga, cuddle wit them I got a plan to get my money right and bubble within I`ll take ya girl on a walk, I seen enough of the bims I might scuff up the Tims, but she ain`t touchin` the rims I blow his chest away, what could he tell me? I`m from the S-E-A double-T-L-E, uh.. [chorus one: (2X)] [chorus two: (2X)] *fades out*
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