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Yeah, yeah (mmm) |
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This is the terror squad, bleach brother, colabo (mmmm) |
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Italiano (what) ya know da deli |
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Aha, aha dirtman |
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Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo |
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(dirtman) |
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I spit that killer shit white gorilla shit nobody ill a shit |
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You never seen it before its all ligitement |
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Italiano bust holes to your guitano |
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I got twelve ropes to hang you off the verazano |
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Rapid marziano i hit your arms till they drop |
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Palms to your chops left hook put your palms in the block |
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Jingo pop then don't stop till the game is one |
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And i'll stop till your frame is numb |
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Comical rapper on some funny shit pop drung on shit |
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While i'll tell you straight up we on some money shit |
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A problem with that you see my hand in the place |
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But fuck ballon i'm trying to punch you dead in your face |
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We bless with da deal cause we're the best in the field |
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Bleach brothers true white trash you can wrestle it real |
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Test if you will feeling the meaning of real |
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The meaning of steel you little bitch |
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Ay you screaming for real |
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Chorus (repeat 2x) |
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All my real live niggas say: |
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That's my shit |
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All my thugs mothafuckers say: |
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That's my shit |
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And if you all about the ruckus say: |
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That's my shit |
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(triple seis) |
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Triple seis the killer like turn your fact |
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Bringing it back the way b-x put it on the map |
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Its like that running up in your shots while they got |
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While the exact take it back lay with the map |
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Joey crack get busy with the shottie |
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Hit em niggas with the busy for being in a busy body |
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They talk too much seis comes true in the clutch |
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Move with the rush and i hold who you can trust |
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That are bless anytime hit you for any son |
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Go fifth to fist in the mist they'll kick plenty rhyme |
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Give me mine and you can have the rest or feel afraid of death |
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And the pain as the rain with the tech |
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My connect sending buddah flavor te-bek |
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Like cuddah soft and wet that i acquired at the set |
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Triple seis is on fire i as hot as it gets |
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Rock the light the end is about to line up the set |
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Chorus |
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(reka) |
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Yo we back in the door hearing at you asking for more |
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You asked for the raw |
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Bleach brothers strict and we poor |
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Goof on the bottom floor |
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Back now walk in the brish? back to the bullshit |
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Fuck with those cats i cool with |
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Act and fool with, actually nothing to fool with |
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Went to school with |
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Quite tight now a true click |
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You get your je-je-jewel fixed |
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Fan come over here hitting your back pockets get swiss back |
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How can a mac get his shit back |
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You want to click-clack your person you can get that |
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You get your shit cluft up billy fishers when i spit that |
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Chorus |
