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Hypnotize Camp Posse
01. Rinky Dink Records (skit)
02. We Bout to Ride
03. Drive By
04. Azz & Tittiez
05. Die a Soldier
06. We Ain't Playin
07. Fire It on Up
08. Big Mouth, Big Talk
09. What's Going On
10. Dick Suckin Hoes
11. Don't Make Me Kill
12. Don't Trust 'em
13. Who Run It
14. Project Hoes
15. Da First Date
16. Hoes Can Be Like Niggaz
17. Outro (skit)
Uh, what
It's Gangsta Boo, y'all, what
And Hypnotize, y'all, what

We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin'
Wit'cha (And we ain't, and we ain't)
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha (And we
Ain't, and we ain't, and we ain't playin' wit'cha, what, what)
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't
Playin' wit'cha (2000, what, what, what)
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get
Killed, my friend (2000, what, what)

Tell me, tell me why you, why you wanna come against the Boo?
I be, I be ready to take the world, world comin' soon
To an end, make a nigga bend, take up off your shit
Spring a Benz, ridin' round again, circles on your strip
Ms. Bigg, Gangsta Boo, whatever, call it how it come
If you come the wrong way, let your baby come and come
Bitch, why you in my grill? You know how it go
I don't fuck with you no more than afterparties at a show
Diamonds on my wood, as I take your hood straight to a storm
BHZ my hood, nigga, known for makin' bitches run
To the folks, get your bitches out, hate you like I hate to fuck
I be gettin' high, tryna level out you bitches out
Still gonna keep it real, still gonna get a deal
Still got my niggas lookin' trill with the gold grill
Dirty, dirty south, representin' motherfuckin' baby
Gangsta Boo, the lady, representin' the Hypnotize, baby

We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin'
Wit'cha (Mwah, come on, mwah, come on)
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend

What you wanna do with this?
Do you wanna see me get buck with the quickness?
Put it down on you clown bastards
You with it, bitch? See the past bitch
I'm the only bitch that's doin' it, baller hat fit
On my head, is you with it, mane?
Cartier frames on my face, can you dig it, mane?
Let you down, mane, like the pilot on a crashin' plane
I'm the main bitch of the clique bringin' plenty pain
What a damn shame, spark the flame to the hydro
Hit it, hit it slow, on the boat watch the water flow
Boo up in this ho, tryna tell you what you wanna know
I be fuckin' those like a pro, is you with it, though?
Yeah, you with it, baby
80 In the esky, gettin' money
You be lookin' real bummy, kinda dummy
You think I won't leave you bloody and muddy
Real chick from the south side of the Uni'
Uh-huh

We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha (What, what)
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend

For you niggas with that anna actin' if they got some drama
And I stuff my dick right in your bitch's baby momma's
See what was runnin', picked up off the boardwalk
Wiz, I kicked the other bitch was kinda skinny
Tell me, can I flex and kick it?
Since you think I'm talkin', nothin' try to pull your bluff
Once you watch the freaky shit, the first thing they gon' say is what?
Oh, how'd you get the two? It's so comedic, just ridiculous
With the tight grip on her titties
Fuck the hands that's what Wiz a stick of
Shit, let me hit it, yeah, just prepare for the stab
I fucked her like a box of watchin'
West with the oven covered in a dab, dab
I ain't playin' while y'all hustlin', baby, while them hoes
Wizzy walked right on my porch, my
TECs they go straight out the window
It was cold, oh no, best attendants made a holler
I be swingin' at a bitch like a nigga tryna hit a bitch
Now I'm screamin' stop and take my dick up out her clit
We be chattin' in your face and back left enough, we never did shit

We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
You violatin', hatin' niggas'll get killed, my friend
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha
We ain't playin' wit'cha, ho, we ain't playin' wit'cha