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Uhhhhhh, ha ha |
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Where the real niggas at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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Where the real bitches at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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Where the real niggas at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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Where the real bitches at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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Where the real niggas at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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[Mystikal] |
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Nigga, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in your beer |
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M-Y-S-T-I-kal Its the man right chea |
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I ain't the '90 through the '94 Buffallo Bills |
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I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear |
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I ain't that damn man you see standin' at the Appollo |
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I ain't that 298 dollar 60 cent check from McDonald's |
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Bitch I'm the line through the "t" and the dot on the "i" |
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I'm the motherfuckin' crocodile tears when you cry |
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I'm the lightning in bad weather! |
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I'm that nigga in that picture on your girlfriend dresser |
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I ain't no ho, I ain't no punk, I ain't no bitch, I ain't no fag |
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I ain't no sucker, I ain't no trick, I ain't no snitch, I ain't no rat |
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I'm that $20,000 a pop every stop when I'm tourin' |
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I'm that "FIRE!" on that last verse of "Make 'Em Say UHHH!" |
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I ain't that same ol' same, ordinary, everyday rapper |
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Bitch, I killed Kenny, SO I GUESS I'M THAT BASTARD! |
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[Master P] |
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Where the hot boys at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there |
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Where the hot girls at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there, over there, over there x2 |
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[Mia X] |
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I'm the bitch that say bring it on if you want to |
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From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do |
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I'm the lady alligator who's the calm in that water |
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I'm the migrane in your head bumping harder and harder |
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I'm the floss hard hoe nigga that cocks the squat |
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Dead smack on your face like that infrared dot |
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I'm the index finger on the trigger, don't move |
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Woops, saw you blink your eyes now you goin make the news |
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If I catch you in the club and you start to trippin |
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I'm the fifty brass knuckles that's goin hit your chin |
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All the snitchers sitting down with the feds to yap |
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I'm the loud hard chhh on the rat trap |
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I'm the drama in your heart when your people get killed |
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I'm the feeling in your stomach when you get your last meal |
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I'm the hardcore undisputed hip-hop diva |
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I'm the lady on report card day I'm Mama Mia |
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[Master P] |
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Where the real niggas at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there |
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Where the real bitches at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there |
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Where they at, where they at |
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[Silkk The Shocker] |
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Ahhhhhhh! |
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I'm the past that always seems to come back and haunt ya |
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I'm the four five carrier, mister grenade launcher |
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I'm the nigga with the gun, that reacts where the dollar at |
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I'm the nigga with the six hundred everybody's tryin to holler at |
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I be the bookie that you pay niggas to keep off your ass |
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I be the reason why you didn't pass, the reason why you cut class |
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I be the reason why they buried ya, and carried ya |
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I be the nigga that put the wood in your fiance |
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The reason why she didn't marry ya |
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I be the nigga that trying to keep round, and hang around your sister |
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I be the nigga they call Silkk The Shocker, you might call me MISTER! |
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Now I got a drop top, I'm a ghetto wise guy |
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Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by |
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Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone |
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Answer wrong, cause I'm the little brother of the last don |
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???? can't mix, flip shit, loose licks ain't shift |
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Plus I gotta pair of seamans shoes, can I make fit, your a fake bitch |
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Keep my ice wrist, keep her tight bitch, between the trigger |
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Keep a tight grip, infared on my shit so I don't miss |
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Now I'm that razor that cuts the dope, it aint nothin but a 504 |
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Member the one they call Vito, yeah that's me (you know) |
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[Master P] |
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Where the hot boys at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there |
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Where the hot girls at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Right chea, right chea |
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Over there, over there |
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[Kane & Abel] |
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I'm the enemy behind, so watch your back |
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When the live brown hit the chamber, I'm the click clack |
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When you run, I'm the danger, I'm the smack and the pimp slap |
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I'm the shit that bubble up when you cook that crack |
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The nigga that fucked up the party when I pull my strap |
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The nigga that fucked all the hoes I'll be trying to mack |
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I was scarface, sniffing with his nose in coke |
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The nigga that taught your little brother |
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how to cook that dope (Kane & Abel) |
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The first nigga on the block that make your momma deep throat |
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I'm the hustlin ass nigga with the watches and the cold |
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[Master P] |
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Where the real niggas at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Where the real bitches at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Where the hot boys at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Where the hot girls at |
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Where they at, where they at |
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Where they at, where they at, where they at, where they at |
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Where the hot boys at |
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Where the hot girls at |
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[Master P] |
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I'm the balls on your cell, I'm the fire down in hell |
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I'm the ice cream bells, I'm the gas you pump at shell |
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Nigga, I'm the wheels on the tank, ha ha |
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I'm the million dollars that you want from the bank |
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I'm a diamond on a ring, I'm your brains when you think |
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I'm your bartender when you drink, I'm OJ without the shank |
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Nigga, I'm the M in fuckin mob (mob) |
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I'm the clothes that you wear when you wanna jump shob |
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I'm the super in dome, I'm the C in chrome |
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I'm the hurricane that knock down your motherfucking home |
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I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in drug dealer |
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I'm the G in gangsta nigga, I'm the realest nigga |
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That you ever wanna meet when you walking on the street |
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I'm the gold on your teeth, I'm the nike's on your feet |
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I'm the nigga that moan when he rap (uhhhhhhhhh) |
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I'm the nigga that ran through your fucking hood and bust caps |
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I'm the nigga with these rhymes, I'm the last don |
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And I'm a end this motherfucker cause it aint no more time |
