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Hook Max B: Nick-nack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (bone) Murder Nick-nack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (bone) Murder (Repeat) Verse 1 Max B: I don't care what you niggaz is spittin' I got the remedy, fuck In less than a year I got a deal, my energy up We on the way up to the club and the semis is tucked Plenty of bucks, sippin' rum, Remy with some sluts Niggaz loving my swag They see us, we from the gutter They see us in the leather, they can't believe it is butter You know that my niggaz is thugs, they shoot for the bread Shout to the hog, dog Tito, only hit you in the feds They tryna see a nigga jailed, see a nigga fail They don't want us doing it big, seeing us prevail Put the trees on the tracks, you need another grail Fuckin' bitch she in the back, tell her see me making sales You ain't see me make a sale, you just riding my dick Cuz I'm probably gettin' this money, eating very well I got a 60 a gram, you need to get a scale UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch Hook Verse 2 Jim Jones: I'm pumping Murder Was The Case by Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm worried 'bout my paper, what the Coupe cost to y'all Convertible grey, the roof, I lost it dog Replaced it with the sky, we in the Matrix when we high The fuck about the cops, getting faded when we ride Can still make it hot, like a day up in July Cuz we sleep when we fly so when we land we got energy We keep getting fly so on the scale we got enemies But we don't give a fuck, the guns is always on us Coping with the stress, fill my lungs with marijuana Yeah we come up off the corners D.A. making cases, tryna come up with informers And now I'm runnin' from the warrant Speeding no brakes, damn, someone should've warned us Yeah, you gotta watch for our posse The J. Reid niggaz tryna knock off all our mobsees Hook Verse 3 Un Kasa: I'm a dog, nick-nack, patty-whack Pimp, slick, Cadillac, daddy mack You rap to rap, naw man I rap to stack Buy the bars, you get smacked for that Me and Max back to back, mink black, black-on-black Chain, kicks, match the cap Nuthin' you can find on somebody's fashion rack When you see me I spent cash for that And I'ma last on that Kid you never seen these jeans in ya life Only made two pair and I had to cop 'em twice Ice gleam in the light, might leave wit' ya wife Pass the green to the left, as I lean to the right Byrdgang, before we leave we gon' fight We can bark all day, we can bark all night And we gon' rock this club until we go home Nick-nack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone Hook |