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t-pain - hit em wit it كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: t_pain]
rockstar mentality
i’m too real can you deal with reality
hoes running after me
cause you ain’t half the man i am
so your b_tch f_cked half of me
we go nuts like cashews
and n_ggas hating cause the speaker’s bigger than shaq shoes
we act fools, you know we pack tools
we fit the description it’s just a bunch of black dudes
so back down, okay
ion f_ck around, no way
bringing trouble to your town
man i know you hear the sound
i ain’t went to sleep in 4 days
going ham is what i specialize in
bugattis is all that i ride in
there’s no need for that violence
but if it is, i leave a n_gga neck crooked like a violin

[chorus: t_pain]
boom
leggo
leggo
somebody gon get it
[?]
[verse 2: serve]
i take my shirt off and all the hoes just scream
i’m called the juice man rocking all fresh squeeze
tap them on the board just beat
like what is two 10s compared to four 15s
jewelry all black, arm is canary
ring finger blinging like i’m getting married
bl!ck full of trucks, arm full of carrots
got my sh_t on like tom d_ck and harry
when i hit the club you know they gon grill
so my man shot something that i know they gon feel
swagged out is nothing, i know that im gon drill
cause my bank roll is like wacovia on wheels
wanna get down on a flat, tire blown
i have a mouth like a dragon, fire blown
and thats a wrap for you lames, gyro
im going out like a bang, pyro

[outro: serve]
who’s that?
who’s that?
who’s that?
come on

- t pain

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