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Ye-yeahSmooth like a green |
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Caddy, ya fiend badly |
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Heads spin like |
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Giovanni's on the |
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NaviHammers spit, quick as the darts, niggaz part |
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Like the Red |
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Sea, test me, |
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I'm sick with the art |
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Been held back, it's either rap or sell smack |
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Black Knight like |
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Martin Lawrence run tell that |
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It's the I- |
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N-S-P-E-C- |
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T-A-HLivin' life on the line, |
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I hope I see daybreak |
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This is ground level, rounds echo out the |
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SpecialThrow it in a mash (so fast) |
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Be easy, U. |
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D.'s out to get you |
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Known to spaz (so as) |
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We like strippers makin' niggaz (throw cash) |
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Smoke the blue green (call it Joe Cash) |
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Fake thugs (hold ass) |
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You be the next rapper (callin' Onas) |
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Wanna measure my size? |
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I rise above the norm |
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The urban icon ridin' on the eye of the storm, fool[Chorus: Inspectah Deck] |
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All my people from the front to back |
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If you want it like that just.. |
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MOVE!Get ill, no time to chill |
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Yo, you feel what |
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I feel then.. |
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MOVE!Girlfriend, you love how it sounds |
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Put ya drink down and.. |
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MOVE!COME |
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ON! COME O |
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N! COME ON! |
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COME ON![Inspectah Deck] |
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What ya do now, put ya loot down |
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You can bet it on the new sound |
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Heavy like a |
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Hummer on deuce pounds |
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True hounds, on the loose in ya town |
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Bound to the move the crowd, it's |
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The Movement (you down?) |
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Scream at the top of ya lungs |
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Pop one for |
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Aaliyah, Left |
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Eye, BIG, ' |
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Pac and Pun |
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Ride with my shotgun, rock with son |
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Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned |
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Comin' live y'all, gangsta like white walls |
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On the blue |
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Snoop Deville, watch ya eyeballs |
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Blade stay choppin' the track, game top of the pack |
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I spit flames y'all acknowledge the fact |
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Find out Big |
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Rug get it poppin' like that |
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Throw it down like |
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Stackhouse, cockin' it back |
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So ladies? |
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Is you wit me now? |
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Don't fake down |
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Everybody brace yaselves, it's a shakedown[Chorus][Inspectah Deck] |
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I do this for dough, but it's really for love |
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Feel me, it's love for hot girls, willies and thugs |
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My groups cross seas, call us junglin' thugs |
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And it's sure to move ya feet like a gun in the club |
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I blaze like a ounce and a half, stay countin' the cash |
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For all lames that doubtin' my craft |
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He's no pretender, he won't surrender(He's a rebel) |
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Don't y'all remember? |
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A major player in the game |
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Play the frontline, ain't afraid to make a change |
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I stay way beyond range |
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So far from the norm my code name's |
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Doc Strange |
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Now get down with the get down |
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Sendin' missles to all my dogs in the big house |
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Make 'em wig out, |
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Spiderman still on the web |
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Log on like ya clickin' the mouse, yeah![Chorus] |
