Weak Azz Bitch (Explicit)

Weak Azz ***** (Explicit) - 3-6 Mafia/Trillville/DJ Paul/Hcp

When I say weak a** you say b**ch

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When I say weak a** you say b**ch

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When I say weak a** you say b**ch

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When I say weak a** you say b**ch

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How you feel with

This nine mili mill to your grill

Haters talkin' lots of sh*t

But they scared of the steel

If you want me come get me

'Cause I'm real with this here

I ain't scared of none you hoes

I ain't never shed a tear

In yo hood bumpin' ridin'

With a twelve case of beer

Ain't no ni**a make no moves

Get you scared shook your fear

Y2K hit the clock

So you know the ending's near

One call to them killas

And you just might disappear

Now ni**a all in my face

Hollin' real but real soft

B**ch I'm holdin' up this glock

'Bout to knock your block off

You a weak a** b**ch

And your CD cover show

With your fake a** face

I been knowin' ya

So I know a sissy hoe

Yeah I know this a triple six city

All that MTV and BET

Got you feelin' shitty

Just to think you used to be my dog

Used to be my ni**a

Now you fake

But I stomp on you trick

In the grass you little snake b**ch

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Uh we came to move the f**king crowd

Make the speakers pound

If you niggas wild knock these b**ches out

Rumblin' the ground tramplin' niggas down

From the dirty south

Where the niggas like it loud

We should hypnotize instigate a fight

Fire in my eyes so sate lucky Frank White

Ready for the gunfight if you wanna get high

Ain't no sympathize

Make you sleep till it's judgment night

Talk is cheap I hear you talking

But you ain't 'bout your biz

La Chat a mack ain't got no time to

Play no games with a b**ch

My motherf**kin' plastic

Gat we gonna rumblin' sh*t

Then they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha

So don't f**k with this sh*t

I know you feelin' when

I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to you

Well hoe it's true who got the

Proof b**ch what you gon' do

I keep my mug 'cuz I'm a thug

I left the twink on my grill

You got some manner need to show it

Sh*t you claim that your real

When I say weak a** you say b**ch

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