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People came in by the load |
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Encore, encore |
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Ooh, love is strong |
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People came in by the load |
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Encore, encore |
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[Verse 1: KM.G] |
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Yeah y'all, I felt the need, I had to let you all know |
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How Above The Law flow, we keep it funky gangster ratio |
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Yeah, we taking our time, cause patience is a virtue |
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Plus we ain't in a hurry to motherfuckin' hurt you |
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peep, we checked in date of 1989 |
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Intertwined with some chips to sign |
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On the little dotted line |
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It was lovely and the DeNiro was clean |
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Different from the crack money, but green was green |
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Fresh on the scene, niggaz didn't know the time, we enterprising |
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But never realising how the criming and the rhyming would twist |
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And make a hell of a mix |
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Had the neighbourhood fiending like some junkies before a fix |
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Halfa Cali' came to get with the source |
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They did after we down, players could have they own choice |
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Either rap singing, or even street singing |
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It didn't make a difference, long as the funk you're bringing |
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Everybody's down with the Pimp Clinic |
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But all they wanted was a piece, piece of the streets |
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And we be all up in that ass with the quickness |
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The thickness, yeah |
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Funkin the set from here to the east |
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This is a player thing, this ain't no fucking bullshit |
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Because we pull shit |
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My name is KM.G, I'm from the Clinic and the Park |
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You either get glocked in the dark, or get sparked |
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Yeah, I had to change my wives, change my ways |
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Straight cut the strays and live for better days |
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Low ride, slide through the street, a real nigga ready to eat |
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Rolling tough with the glock on my seat..... |
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[Chorus:] |
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People came ?? |
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Encore, encore |
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Ooh, love is strong |
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People came in by the load |
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Encore, encore |
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[Verse 2: Cold 187Um] |
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Yeah, now I done travelled round the world and said a million rhymes |
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Like with N.W.A. back in '89 |
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I put the C in the controversy in the industry |
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Like Eazy-E and Ice-T |
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yo, I did thousands of shows, I dissed many faces |
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I deal with new jacks on a way out basis |
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I put it down with the true crew |
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We leaving player haters mesmerised when we trip through |
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KM.G: "How many suckers you know?" |
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Well, I know a whole truck full |
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I'm trying to stay two steps ahead of any bullshit they tryin to pull |
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Motherfuckers claim they hard |
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And put in half the work, and did half the dirt |
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Ain't even from the dirt |
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What I would do if I was you is shut your fuckin' mouth |
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cause we be moving keys while you're playin house |
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I'm the original rap murderer |
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See, I can beat your ass, rock the Mic |
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Or fuck your girl on a good night |
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cause from Pomona to S.C. I represent the real niggaz |
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daddy, who ride with me |
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Yo, on the real I got skills like a fifth degree black belt |
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Plus I'm ten times more explicit than the Scult |
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Niggaz making schemes and gimmicks to sell LP's |
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Instead of being real and stacking G's |
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Yo, uh, I'm like a fool at a house party |
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If I'm heated, I fuck it up for e'rybody |
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KM.G: "What's your name, nigga?" |
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Oh you don't know, yo |
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It's Mr.One Eighty Seven with my dick all in you hoe |
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Yeah, if she wanna encore |
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yeah, She won't know, it won't more..... |
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[Chorus: till fade] |
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People came ?? |
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Encore, encore |
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Ooh, love is strong |
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People came in by the load |
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Encore, encore |
