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Check it Let's build by destroying that weak shirt |
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I bet you think that's hip hop |
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Nigga that's reset |
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Whats up with the flip flops |
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Nigga that's weak shirt |
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At least throw on some damn socks |
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Looking at them shits |
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Got you on your toes ha |
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Don't over step your bounds |
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Especially in those |
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You are walking on deadly grounds |
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Not hot coals |
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Here you get hit with rounds |
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Like **** you hoe's |
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You marry them |
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Wife em up |
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We enlighten them |
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And occasionally tighten them up |
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We hip hop villains |
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The bad guys you root for |
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If the government don't kill them |
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Load your gun and shoot for them |
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B9 need a broad like |
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Bonnie Someone to hold me down and can work the |
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Tommy Call me |
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I'm laid back like beach chairs and mix drinks |
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Feet up check out my |
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NIKE airs |
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What I call this here is lyrics |
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The flow the spirits |
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The beat loud the clearity |
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I'm sure you'll hear it |
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The word play delivery |
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Watch how tear it apart |
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You will remember me on account |
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How I shoot this dart |
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Ride the track as if |
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I'm loco My motive be |
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Is show niggas that |
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I'm no ho |
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In fact a |
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G Yup This here's solo as in lp |
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Came through and smashed it solo |
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No help for me |
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Thought it appears |
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I'm asleep |
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I'm not I'm chilling |
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Thought very much in my thoughts |
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Just my feelings |
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Feeling the highs, feeling the lows |
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Feeling vibe, just feeling the flow |
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Taking a ride with no where to go |
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Just be ghost be gone |
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Just coast till we approach the dawn |
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We getting close till we exit |
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About to exit onto the nest route |
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And just keep pressing on |
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Hit cruise control |
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To where no blues patrol |
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No worries but who's to know |
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Let's just go |
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The villain is black dress to kill in all black |
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Rugged monk is his name and |
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I'm ready for combat |
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Whether rap, scraping, or jacking |
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I always keep it cracking |
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Spit flows that's consitent |
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Pure satisfaction |
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For your eardrum show you how the west was won |
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Got a fully loaded notebook and my tongues the gun |
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Spit like an ak |
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Come from |
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Compton C- |
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A- L-I-F-O- |
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R-N-I-A Gunplay around my way police harrass you everyday |
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If you ain't seen no yellow tape |
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That's a good day |
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Serve suck ass on the mic |
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With my rugged wordplay |
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