Fans cheerin loud fillin up arenas
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
Now if you give us a chance
No wonder i have fans
Hoes be talking stupid when i know they really fans
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
Trying to please my family, friends and fans
I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands
United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit
Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot
I hit your block and we can box for fun
My fans can stand for the anthem
I got money my crew and all the fans
It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks
Now i am one of your biggest fans
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
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