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Mc.. (whoa) This is your motherfuckin time nigga, you ready? (huh bro? ) You sho’ you ready? (fuckin right.. nigga what? !) Fuck that mask we don’t need no mask They know who we is anyway! What we gon’ do, is go in here, handle our business Take everything and break out You feelin me? (*gun cocks*) Well let’s let them niggaz have it [mia x] This is a stick, up, mc’s lay it down We got the clout in this bitch so don’t be fuckin around Got the rap game locked, spittin what they feelin Makin all the money, got em say we rackateering Y’all fearing no limit, black owned and operated Uncle tom’s and lil’ sambo’s get annihilated Y’all ain’t tolerated, cause only soldiers ride with t-r-u On the tank full of lyricists, hustlers, and gorillas Killers, and we do what we gotta do to make it happen All action, all cappin, fuck yappin Mappin, out the industry, gon’ blow this joint And take the royalties, the publishin and all the points right with us It’s the black prince and the biggest mama Shootin sparks from the top of the billboard charts Watch out now, don’t nobody move, cause you gon’ lose Then we takin everything, cause we brought the right tools * chorus: fiend (repeat 2x) * Give it up, give it up, or get fucked up It’s gon’ happen point blank range, so don’t even duck We lust to bust, turnin bitches to dust Always your ass if you don’t give it up [mystikal] Black prince in this bitch with the biggest mom of em all Out of sight, when we unite, like killers and george Slowly, unlock the safe on the wall Stop disrespectin the pistol I’m pointin at y’all Buck buck! get down, get on your face or get handled Bitch keep still ’fore I make an example Cut up that fuckin remake, and give me that sample Give me the fuckin recoup, you ’sposed to be payin me! Bag the loot then, cover the camera Snatch a fuckin hostage then run out with the manager Fuck it, gotta have my paper, fortune and fame Lay it down so the bitches won’t forget my name! {*gun fires*} listen close motherfucker If you don’t meet my demands, this nigga gon’ suffer This ain’t no fucking game, and ain’t none of this funny If you want this nigga to live, then gimme your company! * chorus *  More Mystikal Song Lyrics
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