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(feat. Kurupt, Defari and Juice) |
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[Coolwadda] |
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I thank, so if I don't your considered slippin |
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Then I gots to get you even if we aint trippin |
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Fuck that nigga who aint Wadda try to certify |
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Got love for Chico anybody else we do not vibe |
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I think niggas try to flip the old school shit too much |
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I think I put there like ?? with a nice touch |
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I think emcees with no flavor should stop rappin |
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I think some sampling is cool if fools aint yappin |
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Man that's it about it, I don't wanna hear shit about it |
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Plus I think when this shit drops niggas gon' get about it |
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Hip Hop is too crowded |
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And I'm on in the tip of the stage slappin hands in the front row tight |
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Hittin blunt rolled tight, y'all swing 'em left to right |
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If ya feelin it |
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Don't even talk about this verse, just say I'm killin it |
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What chou think about that? It's just a thought, thought |
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I think flava to this whole shit is what we brought |
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[Chico] |
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See I've been thinkin all these bitch niggas need to quit it |
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And quick to speak on it niggas aint never get it |
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Rhyme reported Chico the Chipper put it in order |
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What the fuck they run? Nuttin but they bath water |
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Last quarter, less than ten ticks |
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Standin at the line can't you feel this shit and bricks |
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Brickin like a busta |
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Cus you sour like lemon custard, don't trust ya |
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Nigga shoulda been rushed off the stage |
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Feelin nutty then bust a gauge |
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Cut like spades, blowin back out like hand grenades |
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Ya ?? bleeding |
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Now you in church, four days later obituary reading |
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Test me, lets see am I hard like I claim to be |
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Stomach scarred from the gang activity |
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Just a memory he did and I wont get caught |
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Let it be known "fuck 'em" that's my thought |
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[Defari] |
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The average man fragile, handle with care |
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On the contraire me, I'm a golden state bear |
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Dump a flare in the air |
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Two shot from the glocks |
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Style I got, karate chop through a concrete block |
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Chop the tree in the amount for the blunt |
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Those are what niggas smoke out of where I come from |
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Hit hard blinds eye blit you Bret Favre |
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RIP Derrick Thomas promised to work hard |
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And hold it down like a big hog |
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Cool cats run with big dogs |
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Blacks fall victims to the White man's laws |
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Aint nuttin new under the sun |
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But you never heard Defari's version of how the West was won |
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Two smoking mikes instead of guns |
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My tongue way a ton |
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They all want advice, you I got some |
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So many rap critics think they can spit it |
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Don't touch a mic if you aint tight and that's on Likwit |
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[Juice] |
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I feel great hookin up the ill state in killa Cali |
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I'm about to make these muthafuckas feel a valley |
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Parallel Kurupt and Defari lie |
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Without a deal, you should see the type of car I drive |
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With mista Chico the Chipper and Juice on the Glove beat |
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See this where the hip hoppers and the thugs meat |
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For you to drop a dope 16 joints |
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I'd have to lower my IQ a whole 15 points |
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I'm a Prozac gangsta, I sold crack thanks ta |
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My niggas I'm able to control whack prankstas |
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Exquisite, I freestyle I love it and I live it |
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Ask my niggas Tash and J-Ro, can I Xzibit? |
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I almost died on the bumpy plane ride |
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So now Cali Chronic well it got my brains fried |
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And if you muthafuckas want beef, well let my crew know |
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I draw four on ya like a nigga playin Uno |
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[Kurupt] |
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Posted up with the homies big Chi (What up Chico?) |
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Big bolla, exquisite, heat seek, dentin niggas physics |
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I'm Cold Iron Stone, cold and scone, the Magma Emcee |
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Stone Cold Gotti |
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Me and big Chico from the hood go back in like sugar Shawn Stacey's |
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'Llacs and cocker sacks |
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Golf hats and thunder domes |
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59th Ave. and Horseman and thunder rolls |
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Ya life's a gimic (gimic) I shift and spit poetical epidemics |
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Missin disorder, poetically sniping in alphabetical order |
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Alphabetical slaughter, bomb by the quarters |
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Shell senda (yeah nigga) |
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Blair witch from senda |
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I'm Alexander the Great 38 |
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Teflon Milan |
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Projectile, pterodactyl |
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Airborne swoopin over the crowd |
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Kurupt nigga |
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[Hook x4] |
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It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west |
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Teflon blast through your vest with your chest |
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If you go down bang hard on the west |
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We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west |
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[Coolwadda] |
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Uhh yeah |
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That's that parralel shit right there |
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Nigga, all you mutha fuckas |
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Thought niggas was playin |
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Nigga, we aint playi |
