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Verse 1 *(yukmouth)* |
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Posted up in the cut |
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To make a buck i had to sell nuff drugs |
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Showed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugs |
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I had much love, from dope fiends |
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Plug 'em wit mo cream, my dangla |
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Used to sport wranglers wit pro wings |
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Fa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked up |
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Quick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act up |
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Snatched the scratch up, quick hit the back fence loc |
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I been broke, rollin through yo mutha ****in hood in trench coats |
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Wit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the ground |
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I'm not play, i don't play though |
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I'm out to get yo pay roll |
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Say hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toe |
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****ed in the game like a dildo |
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From the vill hoe |
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To the mutha ****in fil-mo fo real though |
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None can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter |
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Practice lookin harder than 40 water |
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Niggaz all over claimin they foldin weight |
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I caught yo slippin, rippin that duct tape over yo face an off the |
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Golden gate |
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Let go, i'm down to break jaws when i takes all's |
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Yo cash, blast that ass won't last fo one mo day like nate dog |
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Break laws |
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Leathal weapon like danny |
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Slangin candy |
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Livin lavish about my cabbage understands me. |
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*(chorus- knumskull)* x2 |
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Can't slang cream, can't lay low |
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Quick to pull licks for some paper to fold |
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It ain't me **** gettin fronted |
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(gaffled an licks i done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted.) |
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Verse 2 *(knumskull)* |
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I see what you see, but you don't see what i see |
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Mill an zips come up the whole grip like kadafi |
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20 years of age, waitin fo the say someone say cap me |
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A whole line of felonies on my rap sheet |
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Any means to make loot in the east oakland bay route |
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It's all about makin mail **** bein cute (whoo) |
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That's the sound when it's time to lay down my hustle |
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Why there's so many bubbles, i choose to throw rocks like barney rubble |
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Can't lie back, wit a gang of top scratch |
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I gots to move on, an scoot on |
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Now mutha ****a can you buy that? |
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Lay low make no mistakes, make it successful |
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An if a nigga run up then make his chest full |
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I toss niggaz that try to struggle off me |
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Cross me |
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A gang of jelousy because i'm saucy |
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It's not my fault that i grew to become a licksta |
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Instead i say moms meetin pops was a mix up |
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Pick up |
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Hennessy got my brain runnin quicka than i can think |
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Adrenaline pumpin about to faint |
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Ain't no shame |
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Can't be no 9 to 5 nigga |
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The "o" is where i'm from, so i gots to survive nigga. |
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*(chorus)* x2 |
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Verse 3 *(yukmouth)* |
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Nigga notice i'm broke wit a loaded four-fifth gat |
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The real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit at |
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He did juss that, showed me where the kicks at |
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An big scratch told knum to come nigga lets get that. |
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Verse 4 *(knumskull)* |
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Yuk pull over |
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Park the nova |
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Tonight's the night, so i hope you write about the yola |
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I hold the mag, lookin for the attack |
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Search the whole ****in crib cuz i know he got scratch. |
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Verse 5 *(yukmouth)* |
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Creep up the mutha ****in stairs wit the ski mask |
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On the second floor in the drawer there should be cash |
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But we laugh |
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Cuz we see task cars right next door |
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But we poor, no budget **** it, so kick down the door. |
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Verse 6 *(knumskull)* |
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Boom kick it once |
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Boom kick it twice |
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Three times it's breakin an have the ****in building shakin |
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Make our way through the house nothin less nothin more |
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(where the kicks at??!!) |
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I think they in the third drawer. |
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Verse 7 *(yukmouth)* |
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There's more |
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An that's a fa sho-sho i got the doe, now we up out the door |
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Before the neighbors call po-po |
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To the mobile, to count the real deal bank roll |
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In my sock, i rub daily cuz it's scratchin my ankle. |
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Verse 8 *(knumskull)* |
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It's morn-ing |
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We unleash to the streets |
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Wit 12 g's a piece |
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Headed straight to the east |
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Better recognize this game is bought to be sold |
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That's why i pull licks fo some paper to fold. |
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*(chorus)* x2 |
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Bia-tch!! |
