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I can understand it V the beat bandit |
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Who bring heat from the mic unhanded |
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Who ever go after burn their hands and lips |
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A lot of rappers ran and abandon they whips |
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It's just another day in the Dunia |
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Don't leave your girl around V he might swoon her |
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Up and under the window serenade her like a crooner |
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Stay ahead of the game and cut her off sooner rather later |
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Use her to gather data |
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Scoop her in the butter soft moon roof Navigator |
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Or the Land or the Lex or the Benz |
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A hundred and sixteenth buy the hours from the africans |
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But they won't let you push 'em |
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One tried to get fly, almost had to mush him |
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If I wanted to rob him, I would've wore a mask |
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Hit him with the fo', took the dough and tore ass |
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Want not, waste not, front not |
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They didn't see him dippin to the fiftycent blunt spot |
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V walk the town with space boots, space suits |
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****ed up cut but she still say his face cute |
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Told the streets, what you staring at? |
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The sewer cap opened up and said: WHY YOU WEARING THAT? |
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He said "Oh you wanna snap, pissface, |
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The way you in everybody business is a disgrace" |
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At the park gate "Hark who goes there?" |
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It's V the MC whose nasty as nosehair |
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You may go he said you should've been say so |
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Tipped him in cash and Argentinian peso |
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There you go, my good man |
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Buy something nice for the seed |
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And please keep it moving twice the speed |
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Consider that your fair warn |
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Or else I'll bring it to you express like airborne |
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Vaughn, drop a turd on the beat |
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And shout out that little bird for the word on the street |
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He write VIK in a sick demented handstyle |
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And go bombin with a chick who whip a rented van while |
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All he say is "you nuts" |
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He really had enough of poo puts and crewcuts |
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Soup's on and I got a coupon |
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Chinese restaurant asking for the Grey Poupon |
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He said "No, duck sauce soy sauce |
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And this ain't no Burger King so you no get no toy boss" |
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Uh oh it's beer o'clock, I think I'm sober |
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How about we think this over, over a can of king cobra |
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You ain't nicer than a lunatic schiester |
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aka the vikster, or the vik miceter |
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He wondered should he get a baldie |
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Or keep his edge up, v-shaped like by my waldy |
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But that is the question, they wonders why he always |
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Wearing hats in the sessions |
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Listen up, new drink |
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Named it after Chong's daughter |
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Triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water |
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V a strong supporter |
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A triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water |
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Come on bring the slaughter |
