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    Shit, what are we gon' do?
    (Shiit) Shit, we go to WAR! That's what the fuck we gon' do!
    (Motherfucker!) Fuck em'!

    Wash my hands with you fucking guys [repeat in background]
    I never did like that fucking guy [repeat in background]
    Never did like that fucking guy! [repeat in background]
    Never did like that fucking guy!

    Fuck em'! I got my X and Hooch

    [Verse One: 007]
    It's a done deal, make moves while you watch
    See the new crib that I copped, plus the drop
    Flashy rocks, and lo Benz bumpin' Pac
    At the club
    With some thugs on these drugs
    I learned you hate that but bitch you gon' love this
    Just shined up my 4-5 and I'ma bust this
    Trust this, I got niggaz that's ready
    All about they killin, all about they fetti
    Heavy in this motherfuckin' game, say my name
    Everywhere we go, we always bring pain
    See me on the stage like a 12 gauge
    Still roll 59, made the front page
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    Take it how you wanna take it, we can make it how you wanna make it
    See I'm all about my papers
    I don't need record companies to ball
    Hit me a lick and I'ma fade em' all...FUCK Y'ALL!

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    [Chorus]
    They Jealous!
    (They don't wanna see us ball mayn)
    They Jealous!
    (They talk down on my name mayn)
    They Jealous!
    Yo baby mama even told me so
    They Jealous!
    See a player ballin so they jealous

    [Lo-Life]
    Money and broads got these cocksuckers jealous
    They use to be some real cool fellas
    Thinkin' we beleivin'what they tell us

    [Verse Two]
    I'm balling, its confusing fools, I'm shaking Feds
    And wondering how this 20 year old player be shuffling bread
    I'm overhead, I'm shufflin' bread and I'm peepin' what they said
    They don't see me in the club so they wondering where I was
    I was plottin' to do the worst, its gettin' worse
    It's kill a million
    And I do this all in holdin'for my children
    they finna feel me
    But believe me fool, I got better things to do
    than to sit around and talk about you don't have a clue
    Cause jealousy ain't in my heart(it ain't in my heart)
    It's in the hearts of the ones that shoot guns
    And kill one outta a million(niggaz)
    They gon' see me in hell homie, still doin' good
    But my plans was to go to heaven but they made me pull my weapon
    God forgive me please, and let these haters listen
    they don't wanna send my vatos on a mission to have em' missin'

    [Chorus]
    They Jealous!
    (They don't wanna see us ball mayn)
    They Jealous!
    (They talk down on my name mayn)
    They Jealous!
    Yo baby mama even told me so
    They Jealous!
    What what what huh? What what what?

    [Verse Three: E-Rock]
    I'm finna act a fool, these bitch niggaz breakin player rules
    I'm a made nigga with paid dues
    I never let em see me sweat, success is the best revenge
    packin' a Tec on my money quest
    Fuck with the baddest bitches, don't trust none of em'
    I gotta bunch of guns only pack some of em'
    Yo baby mama called me up today and said she had some news
    Said you was talkin' bad about me on the cool
    Thanks for the game baby, but bitch you need to stop
    Because you have my name flowing through the beauty shop
    To yo cousin crib, back to ya mama's house
    I tell you now all that ho shit need to stop!
    Niggaz hear me spending money, they wanna be my friend
    But nigga fuck friends, let me get them ends'
    Kill all that bullshit, fuckin' with Rock
    I got enough ammo to rop yo whole block(beeyach)

    [Chorus]
    They Jealous!
    (They don't wanna see us ball playa)
    They Jealous!
    (They talk down on my name playa)
    They Jealous!
    Yo baby mama even told me so
    They Jealous!
    What what what hah? What what what?

    You see me in the club spending money...you see me poppin' champagne..
    you see me fuckin' with the baddest bitches...you see me sittin' on them 20 inches!
    (yeah) You see me actin' like a baller? Me and my niggaz steady ballin'..
    You bitch niggaz just jealous!
    And you bitches is jealous too, that's why y'all keep bumping y'all gums!
    You bitches! Fuck all y'all!
    See me actin' a fool in public...Me and my niggaz...5th Ward Boyz..
    Recognize the mob!
    You jealous motherfuckers! Get yo mind right! HA HA!
    Ballin' on you ho-cakes! Yeah, until the motherfucking world blow up!
    [laughter] Bitch!

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    Composición: E-Rock, Richard Lo-Life Nash y Andre 007 Barnes

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