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Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff |
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But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch |
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The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy |
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That's Happi to be |
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NappiMe and |
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Vin rock when spots hit flocks |
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And groups and troops with timbo boots and jail suits |
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That's how |
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I'm rollin' my hair-do don't |
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Win I will |
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I got wantin' competition ain't dope |
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Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya |
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Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later |
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You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip |
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And all that other ringling brothers shit |
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Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while |
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IShin slam the flim flim and then jam |
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You can run but you can't hide, you can't go far |
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No matter where you go, there you are |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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Here we go yo |
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Hit a nigga, kill a nigga will come back |
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See a sucker, stretch a sucker guard your naps |
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Cussin wasn't nothin' til a black man rapped |
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See a forty suck a forty, guess who's back |
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You're chillin' with a |
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Teddy fillin' villian |
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Steppin' to the puny puddy punks catchin' fillings |
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I hit so many guts, call me gutter, |
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I'm the bread and butter |
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Punk mother****er |
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I'll cut up, workin' from the gut up |
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Brand new steady, heavy as a |
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ChevyReady for the piddy peddy, |
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I'm Friddie |
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FreddiePlace your bet on a vet, the three man threat |
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What you see is what you get |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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Comin' round your corner with my uptown bunch |
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I bet your bottom dollar that you're bottom buck chumps |
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Give it up, it's a juice thing, |
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I'm steppin' for the rep and |
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Wreckin' all the rest and, weapon testin' on who's steppin' |
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Ain't no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff |
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Nigga if you're tough knuckle up |
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I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash |
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After I laugh then |
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I'll dashYou can't handle the scandal of an uptown vandal |
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Shootin' up your toes makin' sandals |
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Somebody told me that you owe me, but can't nobody hold me |
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I do my dirt all by my lonely |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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We gonna break, we gonna bash |
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We gonna roll, we gonna smash |
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We gonnaWe gonna |
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We gonnaWe gonna |
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We gonnaWe gonna |
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We gonnaWe gonna |
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We gonnaWe gonna |
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We gonna |
