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Huh, representing the |
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West, check it out |
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Alright relax your mind, blow a blunt be free |
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You now tuned in to the sound of the new |
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Row Gs You claim you know us, (you know us), plus you think you can rap |
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Well you're tired, (you're tired), so go take a nap |
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Yeah you know the |
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East, I get funky with lines |
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Mic check 1, 2, and spit it out my mind |
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The E.A.S. |
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T. is the name |
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I spell from videos to my shows, yes |
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I rock well |
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Slow your roll boy, your team ain't stronger than mine |
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Fully loaded with automatic heats like land mines |
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You can't stand mines? |
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Well stay the fuck out my circle, before |
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I spazz out on you and beat both of your eyes purple |
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I'm smoking purple kush off a chronic bush to release this thing |
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And ambush your team, mini machines that take off your spleen |
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If you ain't ready, |
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I thought |
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I told ya'll before, the |
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Row roll heavy |
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Sharp like machetes, counting confettis, dipping the chevy |
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Watch my motherfucking d's out up and down your city |
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It's so pretty, |
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D.A.S.T to the |
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L.A.C. and |
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I'm representing with |
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Suge, This |
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M.O.B. So mob with me |
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I keep my weed and heat under the seat like, "Fuck what you saying to me" |
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I'm hollyhood on you |
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Hollywood niggas, what's up? |
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Meet a nigga in the street and we can lock head up |
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You can't get over the (bark) [x7] |
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She went which'a way? |
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Now put your bitch away [Crooked I:] |
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Crooked fuck in the |
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West, But he cuts in the |
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South If there's sluts in the house, stick nuts in your mouth |
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Drink, what's it about? |
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Keep punk niggas out (beat it!) |
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Six slumped on the couch, get humped then |
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I'm out I'm an ogre with mine, so vulgar at times |
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If ugly hoe were a dime, |
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I'd fuck both of you combined |
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One hoe told me, "Crooked open your mind," |
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Cause I like to be choked while |
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I'm stroked from behind |
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Mah, I'll oblige, |
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I don't follow guides, and if |
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I squeeze too hard then |
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I'll apologize |
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She the type who qualifies, man she had a lot of guys |
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Million dollar thighs and light green olive eyes |
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So I aimed for her chest |
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I came on her breasts |
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And stained on her flesh, we insane on the |
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West You see |
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I'm a gangsta having fun |
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And I never leave a (beach?) without packing a gun |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my niggas just do that, gangsta dance |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my bitches just do that, gangsta dance [Kurupt:] |
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Well it's |
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Kurupt Young |
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Gotti, (Gotti) |
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And I'm back home, you better ask somebody |
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I pack chrome and at least one shotty |
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I smash home with a pretty young hottie, |
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Lodi Dodi |
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Still ride with the |
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D (dot) P (dot) |
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G (dot), we hot |
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The six tray watt, where the keys at |
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Fiat steal that nigga |
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Classic hits, how could you not, not feel that nigga |
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Spill that liquor for your homies, |
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I'm the real thing and we bang on phonies |
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I'm only out for my tippa, dick in your mouth for you strippers |
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Clock mountainous figures niggas come off the crown |
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Before Young |
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Eastwood have to toss you down |
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I'm O.G., can't nobody kick me off the |
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Pound That's how bodies pop up in the loss and found |
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Slauson-bound bitch! |
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Shit, God damn, motherfucker, asshole |
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And all my niggas just do that, gangsta dance |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my bitches just do that, gangsta dance |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my niggas just do that, gangsta dance |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my bitches just do that, gangsta dance |
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We got the gangsta shit that'll drive you crazy |
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And all my niggas just do that, gangsta dance |
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You can't get over the (dog bark) [x5] |
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She went which'a way? |
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Now put your bitch away |
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You can't get over the (dog bark) [x3] |