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  • Hamm, what's up, *****! [ Hamm ]
    What's up, my brother
    Just loungin, you know
    Bout to crack this 40 ounce [ Quik ]
    Oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic-ass ***** [ Hamm ]
    Well, you know
    I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin changed
    You wanna hit it? [ Quik ]
    Yeah - what's up? [ Hamm ]
    Hey man, you tell
    ME What's up with the album, man? [ Quik ]
    Hey man, we tryina finish that mutha*****a, man
    And eh - I need one more song [ Hamm ]
    No *******t [ Quik ]
    Yeah, I wanted to know if you wanted to bust on it? [ Hamm ]
    Oh, without a doubt, you know
    I'd love to [ Quik ] 'member that *******t you was bustin for me over the phone
    That sucka-free *******t? [ Hamm ]
    Yeah, I remember that *******t [ Quik ]
    Well, won't you put that *******t right about...
    HERE (Sucka) (Sucka) (Sucka) (Ha?) (Now a sucka raises up off of you)
    Did you miss me?
    It took a little time to get sucka-free
    But since a young g it's
    PPC Ain't no shame in the name
    And still true to the game
    Still servin suckers, just the same
    No sense, and dwellin in the past tense
    I roll with
    Quik, so you better check your ladies, gents
    Cause I'ma teach her how to break you, right before
    I break her
    After I make her, then
    I shake her
    Yeah, I know, you heard it all before
    But I can't deal, cause
    I see you're still simpin for a hoe
    Claimin pimp, but you're payin for the pu'
    Silly sucker, punk mutha*****a
    They only flock and jock
    Cause you're fillin up they pocketbooks
    And you're still judgin *****es by they looks
    When it's really all about what she can do for you
    I do for me and still see a
    True Ah-ha, really?
    Do you hear me, bro?
    Got your name all on your lips, but your chick trips
    Oh no, never will
    I lower to your level
    And I got 17 for ya, devil
    Too True to ever let a sucker like you
    Make me do somethin that
    I don't wanna do
    I'm still real with it, you gots to deal with it
    I serve that ass like a clocker,
    I don't give a *****
    But who you're doin, how you're doin
    Or what you do it with
    You better miss me with the dumb *******t
    So when you're speakin on the
    Playa Hamm or my *****
    Quik Everybody knows you're suckin on a fat *****
    It ain't nothin to nuttin in your ass, so that you see clear
    Boomin in your ear, so
    I know you hear
    Bump this in your
    Coupe with your
    R&B wanna-be-me
    Trick-ass,
    I'm sucka-free
  • Hamm, what's up, *****! [ Hamm ]
    What's up, my brother
    Just loungin, you know
    Bout to crack this 40 ounce [ Quik ]
    Oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic-ass ***** [ Hamm ]
    Well, you know
    I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin changed
    You wanna hit it? [ Quik ]
    Yeah - what's up? [ Hamm ]
    Hey man, you tell
    ME What's up with the album, man? [ Quik ]
    Hey man, we tryina finish that mutha*****a, man
    And eh - I need one more song [ Hamm ]
    No *******t [ Quik ]
    Yeah, I wanted to know if you wanted to bust on it? [ Hamm ]
    Oh, without a doubt, you know
    I'd love to [ Quik ] 'member that *******t you was bustin for me over the phone
    That sucka-free *******t? [ Hamm ]
    Yeah, I remember that *******t [ Quik ]
    Well, won't you put that *******t right about...
    HERE (Sucka) (Sucka) (Sucka) (Ha?) (Now a sucka raises up off of you)
    Did you miss me?
    It took a little time to get sucka-free
    But since a young g it's
    PPC Ain't no shame in the name
    And still true to the game
    Still servin suckers, just the same
    No sense, and dwellin in the past tense
    I roll with
    Quik, so you better check your ladies, gents
    Cause I'ma teach her how to break you, right before
    I break her
    After I make her, then
    I shake her
    Yeah, I know, you heard it all before
    But I can't deal, cause
    I see you're still simpin for a hoe
    Claimin pimp, but you're payin for the pu'
    Silly sucker, punk mutha*****a
    They only flock and jock
    Cause you're fillin up they pocketbooks
    And you're still judgin *****es by they looks
    When it's really all about what she can do for you
    I do for me and still see a
    True Ah-ha, really?
    Do you hear me, bro?
    Got your name all on your lips, but your chick trips
    Oh no, never will
    I lower to your level
    And I got 17 for ya, devil
    Too True to ever let a sucker like you
    Make me do somethin that
    I don't wanna do
    I'm still real with it, you gots to deal with it
    I serve that ass like a clocker,
    I don't give a *****
    But who you're doin, how you're doin
    Or what you do it with
    You better miss me with the dumb *******t
    So when you're speakin on the
    Playa Hamm or my *****
    Quik Everybody knows you're suckin on a fat *****
    It ain't nothin to nuttin in your ass, so that you see clear
    Boomin in your ear, so
    I know you hear
    Bump this in your
    Coupe with your
    R&B wanna-be-me
    Trick-ass,
    I'm sucka-free