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Check it |
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Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who they mention |
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Notice that other niggas' rap styles is bogus, doo, doo |
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Prepare for this verse, Tical voodoo |
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Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation inside ya |
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'Cause I be that house over water |
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Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon adventure |
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Niggas need to touch they freakin' picture |
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For the sickness that be fightin' with the quickness |
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Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies penalty |
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Then I drink forties to they memories |
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Emotion rushin' through your town street vicinity |
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Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity |
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What's that rhythm, what's that sound? |
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Party people gettin' down |
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When it hit the baddest man |
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Just release yo' delf |
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Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it move |
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Rharhhh |
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God, somebody said, "It's on ", if it isn't, I'll be set |
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To blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death |
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I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand? |
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If he frontin' on any man down with the clan |
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I be coming for the headpiece |
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You can't cope, for my brother |
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I bring it to the Pope, word to mother |
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Serial killer |
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Style from Big Isle, so stat |
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My peoples, are you with me, where you at? |
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Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick |
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Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick |
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It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor |
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That's all I can stand and I can't stand no more |
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What is it? Niggas think they bigger |
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Because they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit |
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They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it |
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Heat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic |
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Then I add a Snapple |
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Nigga want the juice but he don't want to hassle |
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Though we try to overthrow the castle |
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Better yet, the tent when I'm comin' to your town |
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Black man, the rental, God, the pistol, yeah |
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If you don't want a burn from the glock |
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Then beware I buck shots |
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We move up, the buck stops here |
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No more dough will be made |
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What's that rhythm, what's that sound? |
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Party people gettin' down |
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When it hit the baddest man |
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Just release yo' delf |
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Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it move |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh |
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And keep it movin', you know we keep it move |
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Rharhhh |
