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Now we catch him at the chicken spot, hop a couple chops Pop that nigga with a hundred shot, da-da-da-da-da They didn't make that nigga diddy bop, cha-cha-cha-cha-cha He's the wind, what's goin' knuckle up, bitch I don't buy And these niggas always talkin' shit, yaddy-yaddy-yad When you see me, what you talkin' bout, fuck you talkin' bout Niggas always wanna chase cops, bitch I am cops Tell him, get up on my face now, fuck Are you dumb, stupid or dumb, huh? Play me like a dummy, like bitch, are you nothin' but a hater, hater Come chase off Niggas, I got your phone Yeah, thank you You're so cute Can you do it again? Can you do it again? A little lower A little lower A little lower A little lower