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Yeah, Big |
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Snoop Dogg, |
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X to the Z |
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Uncle L, blast these bitch ass motherfuckers |
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Pour your dom on the floor, try to flow with me |
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Duke 'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me |
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Your momma wanna chase, |
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I'm just statin' the fact |
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L.A. think about your broad, all |
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I want is the stacks |
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Cats flashin' in my face is who |
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I'm laughin' at |
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So you made a little dough but watchu doin' wit that? |
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Thought 'cha girl ain't feelin' me, why she grillin' me, |
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Black?Admit |
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I'm the man or else |
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I'll twist ya uterus back |
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On my lap, in the jet to |
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Miami an' back |
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When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack |
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I'm from Q, for |
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Quiet Killers an' you know |
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I deliverThe double |
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N, enough ammo for every nigga |
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S, that spell |
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Queens, stupid ass, run it back |
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That HBO shit, |
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I must address that |
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Once an' for all, what's my opinion on |
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Jamie Foxx? |
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He pussy, pussy ain't funny as |
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Chris Rock |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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No, go, who you thought it was? |
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Don't be fuckin' wit my |
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Uncle'Cuz one does up dick, the pen in my streets go one way |
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I kill 'em ' |
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In Living |
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Color' on ' |
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Any Given |
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Sunday'They all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style |
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An' if it enough to make |
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Kevin Lyle spit this out right now |
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An' get 'em with |
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Juvenile, feed pitbull puppies |
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Bologna in the projects, you wanna die next? |
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Nah, he wanna live an' he loves his kids |
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We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock |
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Gimme the key, run up in your spot |
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Like you on your belly, gimme the key |
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What is it gon' be, what it's gon' see? |
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When your blutter don't mean an' if he keep tryna wipe it off |
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Like, "Nigga, what's this song mean?" |
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L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you speak like that? |
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Tattooed ' |
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Def Jam' under your wing like that |
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What, you a rider? |
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Not in my house, mouth |
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Glad to escape down south to my |
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Miami house |
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An' fifty spring in the couch |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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Let's play a game of ' |
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Big bank take little bank' |
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Big dank take little dank |
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I average ninety-five in the paint |
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We comin' down like a shank |
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I know you wanna ride but you can't |
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We all up in your shit like a shank |
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Don't make me stop an' pull brakes |
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Ya two downs are lookin' cool, freakin' a sound |
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Yo, I get fucked up an' terrorize the town |
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I'm the circus ring master, so fuck the clowns |
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I bust lyrics an' rounds at the |
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Lyricist Lounge' |
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Lost an' Found', a new identity, from here to infinity |
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God have mercy on all my enemies |
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Don't even test, waste your breath or your energy |
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Knock ya whole family off like the |
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Kennedy'sI'm pledge, sicker than age with no type of remedy |
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Makin' niggas retire but reclaim disability |
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Agility, keepin' y'all outta the state penitentiary |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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U can't fuck wit me |
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I don't care about your imagery |
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Give a fuck who you claim to be |
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U still can't fuck wit me |
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Look, nigga, |
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I regulate, bake the cake |
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Shake the fake, while keepin' my faith |
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Demonstratin' from the funk shit to the |
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HI bring the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the plate |
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You weedin' at my table, did you say your grace? |
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You say the wrong thing an' |
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Imma smack your face |
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Chase these niggas, erase these niggas |
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You done fucked up 'cuz |
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I'm break these niggas |
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Spray them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all |
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Suckers, I hate 'em, laws, |
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I pay them off |
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Big Dogg in this motherfuckin' bar |
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Wit Uncle |
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L, don't tell |
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Baby Dogg, "Yes, y'all" |
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We do this with no flaws |
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I love my bitch wit no drawers an' no bras |
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No laws, we break 'em from the get-go |
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Slidin' by, ridin' high when we get-go |
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Love it or leave it, we love livin' illegal |
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Servin' or swervin' in a '85 |
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RegalLook here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin' |
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BeagelI take off on your ass like an eagle |
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Wherever we go, we stay connected with my peoples |
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Just in case a motherfucker wanna |
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G FunkTwo of the homies an' one of 'em got a piece on |
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An' they never hesitate to dissolve |
