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Whatta you know? The nigga stole my dough

So I reached in the closet for the 4−4

Jus' hold on, just wait a minute

It’s gone, along with my big bad nickel-plated

Whatta you know? The fucker took my phone

I still can’t believe that he robbed my home!

Whatta you know? I think he got to the herb

And the ferria, and the jewlery, and the Mossberg

Whatta you know? I can’t find my keys to the 6−5

All the way live on D’s

Whatta you know? I can’t find my Rolex

With the 21 diamonds, shinin' on flecks

Whatta you know? When I find that mark-ass nigga

I’mma cut out his fuckin' heart!

Sen-Dog:

Whatta you know? I came up on this baller

For the dollar and the weed sack, and his Impala!

Whatta you think, when you can’t trust your so-called homie

Like me, and you thought that you know me?

Whatta you feel, when you’re lookin' in the closet

And the gat’s gone, and so is your cellular phone?

Whatta you know? I took your loot and the jewels

With the buddah and the laptop in the nickel-plated tool!

Whatta you know? Now I run the show

With the phat pockets and the nigga’s fly gold

Wahtta you think, when ya ass gets jacked

By a homie who was supposed to have your back?

Whatta you know? I’m rollin' in my zone

And I think I see the puto who rigged my home

I got the Glock in the glove

Should I dump on the man, leave him lying in the mud?

Wahtta you know? He pulled out my 4−4

Now I got no choice, so I let it all flow

The motherfucker’s all blastin'

4−5 equal, in time for some tractions

Slide action, no question

Forty-five slug is bad for your complexion

The puto’s cryin' like a bitch

Now the puto’s lyin' in a fuckin' ditch!

B-Real (spoken):

You can’t even trust your fuckin' best homeboy these days, homes

You got to sleep with one nine fuckin' open …

Payback’s a motherfuckin' bitch!

That puto should’ve watched his fuckin' back

(repeated till end)

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