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(feat. Fat Cat) |
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Uhh, yes yes, y'all |
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To the beat, and the S.V.'s is rockin it swift |
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Yes y'all, lyrics just come off like shifts |
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See when I'm on the microphone how fly I get |
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Yes y'all, my crew don't take no bullshit |
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Bullshit not never, never get wet up |
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Your hoe want to know why the crew's gettin better |
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Not sayin shit, just gettin my flows together |
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Yes y'all, to the beat and |
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What y'all, if you hear what I am sayin |
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Hoes get dig down and get dug down when I start sprayin |
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Cause when I'm on the microphone there will be no delayin |
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No playin |
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You think we talk cause we don't bust gats |
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Others be like they're weak cause they don't kill in they raps |
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(Kill in they raps) Fuck that! We from the city of crooks |
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Niggaz be dyin for givin them fake-ass looks'll |
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Get yo', shit took quick, check it in |
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Niggaz pony down while the hoes Errol Flynn |
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OOH, OOH! With the usual |
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My niggaz sip on chamille to a fruit Mentos, Mentos |
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What do you get with fruity Mentos |
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You get a phone # and a light-skinned hoe |
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Let me tell you 'bout redbone, she give a good blow |
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Just to let you know that my crew is the dome |
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The good ol' boys, flat out, we number uno |
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The S, capital V-E-E |
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My name is Baatin, ras O-Y-C |
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Like to get busy, just, let me know |
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I like a good freak, after a show |
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It's nice to penetrate, a beautiful hoe |
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Pick up a microphone, then I'm at it again |
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Tell the whole damn world that I'm, just a friend |
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Rip yo' lady, because she called me her master |
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Your whole damn crew wanna, do me slow |
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Now I'm back, wearin yo' momma like a lambskin |
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We can do this, like never before |
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I'm a FREAK~! And if I tell you once mo' |
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It'll be the third time like my nigga Arell |
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Mysteriously the S, prevail |
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Like them niggaz in penitentiary jail cell |
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When you grip the mic boy you whack as hell |
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And I can tell, and on the mic they call me RL |
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This is for the niggaz who get rail for rail |
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Doin tricks with the mic like Michelle Farreil |
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And I'm real with the mic boy as you can tell |
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And my crew is the whole ride, you see we never would fail |
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Or front subject, and if we do - tch, oh well |
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It'll never happen thus we have protective shells |
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And to the beat, my crew's never obsolete |
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With techniques, either you six feet deep |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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S.V. got the shit that just drops |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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S.V., is the in-fi-not |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the beat, and you don't stop |
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And to the.. |
