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(Chorus: repeat 3X) |
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C-town's how we ride |
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Chi-town's how we ride |
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Midwest how we ride |
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Come see how we ride |
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(Verse: Twista) |
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now feel the devastation |
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and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map |
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these niggas finna snap |
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spit it for niggas that bit it |
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then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack |
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and be quick with it, be crack |
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hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who |
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I ain't f**kin' with the Midwest |
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you could try attackin' me and bombin' |
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me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that? |
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Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow |
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it's worthy competition everywhere that I go |
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but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago |
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Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago |
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Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo |
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As long as the car go quick, flow so sick |
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Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this |
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(Chorus) |
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(Verse: Layzie) |
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I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace |
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Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty |
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tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer |
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all four season's we stay workin' |
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ride with a g' |
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come and slide with a g' |
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with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat |
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light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me |
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gotta keep it real to survive in these streets |
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come see it for your self how live it can be |
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MILWAUKEE to the chi back down to the d |
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michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys |
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standin' on the corner at 10 degrees |
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we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves |
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crooked ass cops won't let me breathe |
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all my love for the city won't let me leave |
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what they expect from me? |
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they want the best from me |
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they gonna get it, yeah |
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(Chorus) |
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(Verse: Krayzie) |
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I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride |
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and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce |
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it's that bounce |
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that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce |
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of the mary mary mary jane |
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we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs |
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never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way |
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now everybody run and flip they style today |
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yup it's kinda strange but |
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a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest |
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who made 'em pick up the page before they get left |
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get a little bit of Twista and hit that |
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roll it up with some bone thug sit back |
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just feel the vibe |
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and ya never let a player hater kill ya high |
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with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind |
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once again it's the Midwest side (West-side) |
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(Chorus) |
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(Verse: Wish) |
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you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here |
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nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up |
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now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby) |
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we flow fast |
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so many words in one bar |
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we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard |
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who the underdogs |
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the West done done it |
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the East done done it |
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the South hard |
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they keep it together, (together) |
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on the same level |
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Midwest got the weapons |
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it's ours here them thugsta's, no care |
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we like to fight, (fight) |
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on the West we get right, (right) |
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in the East it's about they favorite night |
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in the South it's whatever ya like |
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(Chorus) |
