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Woo! Yeah, uh-huh |
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Uhh, turn it up, turn it up baby |
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Brand new, world premier |
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Pete Rock, ahh, |
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Dilla Dawg |
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Jay Dee, yeah |
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Bring your crew dawgs [J-Dilla] |
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I got a crew we call |
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K-boys - why? |
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Cause we like to get dough |
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The seaside boy be in the bar watchin hoes get low |
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Dilla Dawg and |
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Pe-ter, skeet skeet |
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Spit shit on the track like |
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Dog in _Beat |
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Street_ When y'all need heat, just check the credits |
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Cause Pay |
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J, gon' send a check next day |
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FedEx Yes |
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J said it nigga, beats for trucks |
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Goin up in four months, need at least a buck |
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The way I rock ice you would think my name was |
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Peter Bitches tongues out like back in the day in the theatres (woo!) |
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And the heaters is kept where they supposed ta |
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Smoke ya like the welcome poster |
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And Dilla got killers that'll gat your boy like |
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Reese's pop |
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Keep knots like a crumb snatcher boy |
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When these two niggaz collab', these niggaz collapse |
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Cause see it gets no hotter, holla at'cha boy [Chorus: Pete Rock] |
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Yeah, I spit fire at that ass |
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Many often wonder will hip-hop still last |
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Cause I'm the one they call the |
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Boy Wonder |
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Fuckin with |
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J-Dilla, rappin niggaz, know how |
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I feel-a [Pete Rock] |
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Yo, this is not child's play |
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Similar to a gat when my mind spray |
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I spit rhymes like a pro son, rappin shogun |
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I lunge at you niggaz with a bolo punch |
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It's the, |
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Boy Wonder at the cruise control |
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Are you really ready for some super dynamite |
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SOUL Relax, let me spark the |
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L And leave smoke on the track as the tires peel |
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When I rock what's real niggaz appeal to that 13 in the game, makin classic rap |
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And stay elusive, a lot of y'all fake-ass niggaz wish you can do this, passion from the heart makes you true in this |
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Music, #1 sound, overground |
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Make haste on the freeway like the |
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Greyhound |
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And avoid these clowns and let real niggaz know |
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Pete Rock blast off in 2004, uhh [Chorus] - repeat 2 |
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