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[Intro: Lil' John talking]"Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' tothis mother******' point of this Crunk Juice ************t. (What?!)But we done got to the last mother******' song *******z(Last ************t *******z!) And I got five of the hottest mother******'emcees in the world, givin' you that gangsta ************t!IT'S THE MOTHER******' GRAND FINALE!!!!!!"[Verse 1: Bun B] |
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We growin' doja in the ba******t in that underwater garden (Okay) |
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When hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it harden |
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Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate |
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Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight |
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I said hard work, that's soft work even with wet work |
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Built-in clientele so we ain't gotta network (Let's go) |
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We always got work, so we ain't gotta get work |
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And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get jerked |
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We yayo experts, we been whippin' the yola since the crackas decided totake the coke from |
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Coca-ColaHold the rollers, the king of the |
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TrillThe underground as well, you can step in the ring when you feel |
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******* just sound the bell |
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Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind |
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I'm lovin' |
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******* we passed all that pu************n', man it's time for shovin' |
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I got the mask, |
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I got the strap, soon as |
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I find the gloves |
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We gonna start exposin' off like |
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Farhrenheit 9/11[Verse 2: Jadakiss] |
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I'ma speak clearly 'cause |
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I don't think they hearin' me |
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A ******* only fear's gettin' charged with conspiracy |
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I'ca get it right to ya, sticky green white to ya |
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Wear whatever you want, bullets goin' right through ya |
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If you stressin' to get buried |
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My *******z'll send you back to the essence in a hurry |
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Sippin' Crunk |
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Juice, blowin' |
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Dutchies in the |
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ChevyTry to figure me out dawg, |
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I'm light but |
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I'm heavyYellow lemonheads in the bezzie of the presi' |
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And yeah, anybody'ca rock but |
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D-Block rock steady (D-Block!) |
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FED's don't need no warrants 'cause y'all all informants |
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So I get higher than |
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New York insurance |
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Try to keep ************t clean like |
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FlorenceMoved on up on the |
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East side 'cause |
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I never lost endurance |
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And it's all real *******z, if |
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I ever get a license to carry |
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************t, that's a license to kill *******z[Verse 3: T.I.] |
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I refuse to lose, |
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I rather give these weak dudes the blues |
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And separate them from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and do's |
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I raise tools, make crews make decisions confused |
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All spectators can say is, "This lil' *******'s a fool" |
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A short fuse with some loose screws, some unscrewed |
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Better prove, you *******z ************ as the |
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Moulan Rouge |
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So who guardin' who, you know who to you know what |
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To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair' |
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Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there |
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Now you know |
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I ain't no ?, |
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I got ten folk there |
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They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer |
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Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to spare |
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Catch you dead to the granite, melt the grease in your hair |
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When I go, them boys is gonna be indecent affair |
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Guarantee you nah a real ******* breathin' accounted |
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At your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was there |
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Hollow, television name-dropper reachin' for help |
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So I ain't gotta say a word, pimp you beatin' ya'self |
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You gon' get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game |
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Any ******* with the nerve to say another man name |
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When that other man ain't even present |
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And deny it when somebody ask him about it |
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That *******'s a lame, you like to lie on the mic |
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Hide behind fame, |
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I was a G when |
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I cameThat's the way |
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I remain[Verse 4: Nas] |
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Who besides the |
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Egyptian-walker, ******s have a conniption |
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My existence persistent to bring foes misfortune |
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I dazzle 'em, like the alderman, |
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Billy Dee in |
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Mahogany, minus the perm |
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From the tiniest sperm that the mightiest |
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The Almighty can muster |
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Project prophet, chronic blockage gives |
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Alzheimer's to youngsters |
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Amongst them is me, can't remembers my beefs |
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With who? |
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For what? |
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They screw-face me up, my boo laced me up |
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Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo with bimbos in south of |
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Kalan Gro in pimp mode |
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The inf' glow on his clothes and you know it's over |
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Hammer hit pin, pin hit shell, from the shell the slug gonna chew ya |
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Try not to lose me, |
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I try not to lose'ya |
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Mamma say mamma sa mu makasa, fly to |
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CubaTo chill with some politi-kill *******z who ill' |
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Cause y'all *******z are losers, don't get comfortable ******* |
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Say hello to |
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Mr. Bad Guy, get that cash par, |
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I'm the last don |
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You'll ever know so, here you go y'all can take these thoughts |
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Anyway I'm chargin' emcees a late fee cost |
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So when y'all done with my style, please break me off |
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But never make |
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Nas mad just in case cross' |
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Cause ah, lately y'all don't make me happy |
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To calm my nerve |
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I need the herb |
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GNC don't carry[Verse 5: Ice Cube] |
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Who the ******* is that? |
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It's Ice Cube mother*******a |
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He's a maniac, no |
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I'ma fool mother*******a |
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Old school mother*******a, blow through a mother*******a |
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What you heard about a ******* so true mother*******a |
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See I'm ugly and prettay, |
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I'm polished and grittay |
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Shoot better than that ******* that tried to kill 50 |
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See, *******z get ************ttay when |
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I come to their cittay |
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When I hit the spot that ************ they like -- she cummin' with me |
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Cause I got an ego big as |
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TO, but I'm not an |
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Eagle************, |
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I roll with |
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Rigo 'cause gangstas don't dance we boogie |
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I told you mother*******as |
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Kobe didn't take that ************ |
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Get money, get paid, you can beat that ************t |
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Even if the |
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DA is a piece'a ************t |
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Colorado got movatos, don't eat that ************t |
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Another White ************ lyin' on thee |
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Black ************ |
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I keep it flippin' like flapjacks, pimpin' like black ' |
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LacsGive *******z flashbacks, they sweaty as ass cracks |
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When I hit the tar mat, it feel like a carjack |
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*******z get out and vanish like |
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Star Treks |
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So ****** incredible, |
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I'm so ******' credible |
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No matter what happen, |
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I'll never turn federal |
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And that's my report comin' straight from |
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CaliIce Cube is the ************t on this mother******' |
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Grand Finale |