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Yeah, yeah, what the deal |
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Dog?Where you from?, |
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BK, NYC, reppin' wid the |
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DPGYeah, what the dealy, yo, yo, yo, yo, |
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LAFCEverything else cool, the |
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Wu-Tang is the best |
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Dogg Pound's the best |
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Mic accurate, trade darts |
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TL, slight tint |
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DL, quick flash |
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And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, |
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C-notes for the kilos' |
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Bout our money, killa bees love the honey, puttin' a sting |
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On warriors in the ring, get mashed out initiation face slashed out |
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Block dropper, drama action like |
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I won an Oscar |
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Eye on me, feds spy on me, it's them cops in the choppers |
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That play the roof, ready to snipe, stay bulletproof |
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Ease up on the over proof, level head the liable |
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And leave ya for dead, fill fulla lead, incidents, classified accidents |
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No evidence, po-po innocent crime pays, |
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I guessIt's the |
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American ways, far from slaves, yet behind bars and cage |
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Fair exchange clicked ya bow wid ya 12-guage |
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It's time for me to do this shit for all my years hurtin' |
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See these other niggas bustin' raps that ain't workin' |
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I'm jerkin' the game, heavyweight pocket exchange |
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Touch my niggas that's broke and hope them niggas do the same |
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Pause, squeeze ya balls wid no draws down for the cause |
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And hoes takin' off they draws, y'all, niggas, ain't knowin' the half |
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Everywhere |
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I go, feel like |
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I'm runnin' from crash, my intention |
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To smash fast plex on elevators |
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Sacked a hell a haters crime raider on the fader |
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I'm major now, women hit me on my pager |
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While I'm puffin' on the |
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Bombay, the |
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Vietnam way |
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Pimpin' in a calm way and rule one |
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Never let a bitch know where your baby mom's stay |
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Now if you see me creepin' through |
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SCJust walk on by, nigga, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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If you see me in the |
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NYCJust walk on by, nigga, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Got the session on lock down, make way for the cocked pound |
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Best to give it all you got now fool, for this new era, new order |
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New terror, new torture, run up and extort ya, abort ya missions |
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Escort physicians to the spot you and |
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I met rep for combat |
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Where the bomb at, chop up on that niggas, |
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I been there |
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And done that catch a contact by drainin', try trainin' |
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Holla when you've perfected ya aimin', ready for a taming |
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And catch me at the spot wid this clown gashed up |
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Ya found me in his wife face down mashed up, no stoppin' this |
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I'm most poppinest, anything to the left of monotonous |
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Mister Khopadopalous, blockin' this hold ya down tech potent |
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Any nigga second guessin' keep his face opened |
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Check it out, got games, crackle, clash of the titans |
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Up against the crackin', come to fuck you up, stuck you up |
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Niggas bust, niggas lookin' like |
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Kurupt, what the fuck you want? |
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All at you motherfucking small fry small guy |
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Motherfuckin' small cat, beat wid pipes poles and bats |
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Blast wid a small gat, run, and bust till his lungs collapse |
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And hit the corner pocket but first strip his pockets |
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He shouldn't a got caught in the mixture |
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See I'm the type of nigga to pull out the paintbrush |
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And the board and the paper and paint a picture |
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You shootin' and got shot, we shoot ya, |
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Drex Luthor[unverified] |
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Then pull pens to report to zoopers? |
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I'm a 6-4 rap, 44 mag calicos and mass, double bags caught cash |
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Wid cash on cash dub sacks new blocks |
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Baby S, El |
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Drex, Kurupt, |
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Trigga and |
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Short Khop |
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When you see me wid the |
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DPGJust walk on by, nigga, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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And if you see me in the |
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INGJust walk on by, nigga, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Yo, yo, verbal seizures, coming from the black |
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Johnny Fever |
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You bought your heater turn like |
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Tina when |
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Ike beat her |
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We kidnapped ya girl and ain't feed her she's a heavy bleeder |
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At this point you realize that you ain't really need her |
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Cats that get it betta stand on they pivot |
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Life is rigid from the business and pleasure, when you miss it |
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Oh well forget it wipe my pinkie ring when you kissed it |
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Couldn't keep ya distance, so things was done deliberate |
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A G-thing, this cost cash is not a free thing |
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When we sing that's when they bring the jealousy thing |
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But that alerts me, the low and dirty wanna hurt me |
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They equal to the numbers on |
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Robert Paris jersey |
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Blood thirsty ten |
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O.Gs in black derbys, we throw things |
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I got a arm like |
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Testa Verdy, it's |
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Drex Andretti |
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The live lyrical compulsive, betta contact ya physician |
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For over dosage, you lost ya focus, realize what you get? |
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A little bit of good shit and a lot of bullshit now you wounded |
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So you got exactly what you earned |
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You gon' fool wid the |
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Drex it's like a tax return |
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When I'm in the two-five |
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Just walk on by, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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If you see me in the |
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NYCJust walk on by, nigga, just walk on by |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Before you fuck up my high |
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Fuck up my high |
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All I wanna say, "Fuck this niggas, man" |
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Yo, first of all, after all this is over, we still all go to sleep |
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And we still wake up in the morning, so give thanks to |
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God'Cause he loves us for real, for real |