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[Intro: Bleu DaVinci] I swear to God on my momma This nigga shouldn't never have tried me, nigga It's the nigga Bleu I don't know why these niggas wanna wake up the motherfucking vampires Been waiting, nigga, but I'm up Finna bite these niggas back They ain't finna come at me like that That's on everything I love, nigga [Big Meech] That nigga just ain't right, man. I mean, he shitted on the whole fam [Hook: Bleu DaVinci] Pussy-ass nigga, I got right Weak-ass nigga, I got right Soft-ass nigga, I got right What I'mma do to this nigga is not right [Verse 1: Bleu DaVinci] Go on and tell 'em what the truth is -- you's a bitch Turned House in to the Feds, now who's the snitch? I know you think you got the upper hand Can't even say a nigga name -- less than a man I remember when your ass played the background Scared to push a bag, trying to give it to Mac Town SongtexteWanted to be me so bad, you started wearing Dickies And trying to bang, but your weird ass just looking silly And I'm the nigga that gave you your affiliation I'm the nigga that involved you in the precipitation Now it's time for retribution, reciprocation Now them shots been fired? Homie, I was waiting You could hide behind a couple plaques But every shooter that's with me hold a couple straps Catch your ass down bad at that awards show And blow your pussy ass out your dress clothes [Hook] [Verse 2: Bleu DaVinci] Now let me get down to the meat of things Quit all that flexing -- you know they took your chain Call my phone crying, talking 'bout some brooking niggas That night I spared your life; you was in the midst of killers Got some info that'll leave your whole career dead Like that Porsche and that 'rari you turned in to the Feds And I was wondering how you skated a mob indictment Guess them people found a friend in you -- yeah, they liked 'im Yeah, I fucked your bitch, but the pussy was trash Now I'm 'bout to go bananas on your monkey ass Pussy nigga, why you coming at me? Need to try to get some money back from Kinky B Twin ain't fucking with you, Coach done kept it moving Guess they wasn't that gay shit your ass was doing Stealing niggas' money, but you claim that you're loyal And here, I got them three letters' walking papers for ya [Hook] [Outro: Big Meech] Gibbs be on that shit Jeezy was on, you know what I'm saying? That's why ain't nobody never came after him. That nigga's stupid. He keeps screaming "Gangsta Gibbs," and they ain't heard a song from him yet Aus Songtexte Mania