Verse 1:
It ain tnothin ya ll can teach me
I been locked upmo timesthan Sweet Pea
See I m from **Norfolk**here s a coffinif ya sleepy
turn your childreninto orphanstryin to sneak me
or tryna creep methe realest shitI ever spoke
soI m a spit itwhen I finishI m a slit my throat
this shit is like211 mixed wit coke
leave ya spinnin likedem tennis ballsin yo spoke
(nigga)
dark secretsman I won t liethey came to the light
a man is gon die (nigga)
all hope is lostand family sgone cry (yeah)
cause i did shitthe average manjust won t try
Like(What?)war against a armywit handgun (huhhuh)
I m Famlay(yeah)and when my fuckin chance come
I m runnin wit iton ear y songI m comin wit it
see somethingyou think you can take from me
then come and get it
see I m from Huntersvilleear thang we done is real (yeah)
my niggas come in heremy niggas come to kill (yeah)
and I dare ya llto try to diss us (dare ya ll)
see you in the streetsit ain t nothin to discuss
Man!...we gon stomp yo assdead in tha ground
few weeksa couple bodieswit no head llbe found
(nigga)
cut off they wristsand they feet (gangsta s)no prints
(that s
it)
(gangsta s)now I m in that 6wit the heatno tints
you see me boy!

Chorus: (Pharrell Williams)
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
niggasbang bangbitchesbang bang!
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
In Virginiadem guns gobang bang!
niggasbang bangbitchesbang bang!

(beat keeps ontill end)

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