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Nowwwwwwwwwwww |
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You been lost your style, and your lyrics are foul |
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Yo you wannabe a bro, then let us show you how |
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Sucker frezer, party pleaser, not a bit of the whack |
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And Ready Red never lacks, because he's right and exact |
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He'll strip, and let it rip, so all you suckers start puffin |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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Al Capone ran Chicago, and we run rap |
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And like a sniper, we'll wipe ya, right off of the map |
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You're nothin more than confetti, you run with the wind |
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You wanna rumble with the mighty you can never pretend |
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To all you sap suckers out huffin, and puffin |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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Ready Red's our musician, me and Box are the writers |
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We're tearin down the place, like kung-fu fighters |
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Cause I'm fast, to give the party a boost |
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Kickin ass, like his oriental homeboy Bruce |
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So to all you imitators, who's only good for bluffin |
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Compared to the Geto Boys you ain't nothin |
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Cause we're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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You rappers on the wax may say we're intruders |
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We're the future millionaires, what you say, ente-pe-neuters |
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Now Red's the gold digger, fast on the trigger |
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To keep you off his girly cause she's got a def figure |
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Jealousy's written, all over your face |
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Because you know - the Geto Boys are takin over the place |
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We're showin off a little bit because we're in that position |
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Braggin on our jockey because he's back on a mission |
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We're rulin - and schoolin - all you hip-hop clowns |
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Hope you've heard and observed all our super def sounds |
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And one day, you may be the one to be protestin |
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Compared to the Geto Boys, you ain't nothin |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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Boy to me you're mere dirt, that I sweep off the ground |
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Nothing's bad, but your breath, so comprehend to the sound |
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I'm criticizing you're despisin, the way I rock |
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It's not before cause you're the weakest faggot on your block |
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Right back in your mouth weak rhymes we'll stuff it |
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We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin |
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