Verse 1:
It ain't, nothin' ya'll can teach me
I been locked up, mo' times, than Sweet Pea
See I'm from **Norfolk**, here's a coffin,
if ya' sleepy
turn your children, into orphans, tryin' to
sneak me
or tryna' creep me, the realest shit, I ever
spoke
so, I'm a spit it, when I finish, I'm a slit
my throat
this shit is like, 211 mixed wit' coke
leave ya' spinnin' like, dem tennis balls,
in yo' spoke
(nigga)
dark secrets, man I won't lie, they came to
the light
a man is gon' die (nigga)
all hope is lost, and family's, gone cry
(yeah)
cause i did shit, the average man, just
won't try
Like, (What?), war against a army, wit'
handgun (huh, huh)
I'm Famlay, (yeah), and when my fuckin'
chance come
I'm runnin wit' it, on ear'y song, I'm
comin' wit' it
see something, you think you can take from
me
then come and get it
see I'm from Huntersville, ear'thang we done
is real (yeah)
my niggas come in here, my niggas come to
kill (yeah)
and I dare ya'll, to try to diss' us (dare
ya'll)
see you in the streets, it ain't nothin' to
discuss
Man!...we gon' stomp yo ass, dead in tha'
ground
few weeks, a couple bodies, wit' no head'll,
be found
(nigga)
cut off they wrists, and they feet
(gangsta's), no prints
(that's
it)
(gangsta's), now I'm in that 6, wit' the
heat, no tints
you see me boy!
Chorus: (Pharrell Williams)
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
niggas, bang bang, bitches, bang bang!
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
In Virginia, dem' guns go, bang bang!
niggas, bang bang, bitches, bang bang!
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