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Intro |
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Yeah! Word is bond! |
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Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin |
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Straight from the sewer, word is bond! |
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Yeah! Yah! Ah - yeah! We doin this with my nigga |
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Where my nigga? Ice Cube in the motherfucker |
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Word is bond! (Yeah!) |
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Verse |
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You better check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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Cause I'm bad for your health, I come real stealth |
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Droppin bombs on your moms, fuck car alarms |
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Doin foul crime, I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine |
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Sold it for a six - o, always let tricks know |
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And friends know, we got the indo |
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No I'm not a sucker, sittin in a House of Pain |
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And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya (Uh!) |
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Headbutt ya, you say you can't touch this |
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And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact mothafuck ya |
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Here to let you know boy, oh boy |
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I make dough, but don't call me DoughBoy |
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This ain't no fuckin motion picture |
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A guy or bitch - a, my nigga get wit'cha |
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And hit ya, takin that yack to the neck |
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So you better run a check |
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Chorus |
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{Das} So come on and chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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Chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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{Ice} Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health |
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Mic - mic - microphone check (One, two! Check it!) |
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{2X} |
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Verse |
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Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played |
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Cause they bitchmade pullin out a switchblade |
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That's kinda trifle, cause that's a knife - ho |
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AK - 47, assault rifle |
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Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow |
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I gotta new style, "WATCH OUT NOW!" |
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I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank |
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But steady talkin shit in the holding tank |
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First you wanna step to me |
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Now your ass screamin for the deputy |
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They send you to Charlie - Baker - Denver row |
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Now they runnin up in ya slow |
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You're gone, used to be the Don Juan (Check that shit out!) |
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Now your name is just Twan |
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Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck |
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You better run a check |
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Chorus |
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{Das} So chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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Come on and check yo self before you wrickity - wreck yo self |
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So chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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{Ice} Big dicks in yo ass is bad for yo health |
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Verse |
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If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate |
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You coulda had a V8 |
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Instead of a tre - eight slug to the cranium (POOOOOW!) |
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I got six and I'm aimin em |
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Will I bust or keep you guessin? |
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Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin |
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Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good |
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There goes the neighbourhood hooker (Slut!) |
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Go ahead and keep your drawers |
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Givin up the claps and who needs applause |
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At a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead |
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The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head |
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Sprung, niggaz call her 'Lips and Lungs' |
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Nappy dugout, get the fuck out |
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Cause women like you gets no respect |
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Bitch, you better run a check |
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Chorus |
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{Das} So chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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So chickity - check yo self before you wreck yo self |
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Come on and check yo self before you wrickity - wreck yo self |
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{Ice} Cause bitches like you is bad for my health |
