Released on 2007

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[Chorus]

Pat niggas down and lie niggas up

What? You must be winding me up

Can't tolerate, start lighting it up

Six, I got a bout five in the truck

Pat niggas down and lie niggas up

What? You must be winding me up

Can't tolerate, start lighting it up

Six, I got a bout five in the truck

Pat niggas down and lie niggas up

What? You must be winding me up

Can't tolerate, start lighting it up

Six, I got a bout five in the truck

Pat niggas down and lie niggas up

What? You must be winding me up

Can't tolerate, start lighting it up

Six, I got a bout five in the truck


[Verse 1]

Tempman is back and he's runs the roads

Holding it down with his gangster holes

I'm gangster, even a gangster knows

Run up on a nigga and let it go

Bet I set it bro

I cut niggas up, fuck niggas up

.45 would shut niggas up

Yeah, .38 buck niggas up

What's popping, g?

There's no stopping me

I do this properly

I got the niner, got the mash

Run up on a nigga, put his face in the dash

Come through the hood up, take in the cash

I got the tunes, we shotting P's

Fuck with my P's, get shot in the knees

Run up on a nigga like "yeah nigga, freeze"


[Chorus]

Pat niggas down and lie niggas up

What? You must be winding me up

Can't tolerate, start lighting it up

Six, I got a bout five in the truck


[Verse 2]

So, you carry on winding me up

Get it twisted, fuck around and it's on

Get the TEC-9 on line and we're gone

I'll wack your face across the floor

Roll you over and bust the floor

You know I'm road when I bust the door

I run up in a rave, jump on the stage

D.E.N got the pump in a case

Yeah, you'll get dumped in a waste

Black bandanna, I'm not Santana

I'll run up in your hood

I'll tell it to your mother

I'm sick, I'm the first in line, yeah