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Check this out |
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Hey, i knew this nigga named johnnie walker |
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A nightstalker, a big shit-talker |
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Even though he liked a lot of vodka (say what?) |
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He was from tennessee, sprung off hennessey |
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Makin enemies fast - in l.a.n. they didn't play (what?) |
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He got into a tanque/tangle with +ray+, he had on too much gray |
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Ray had a strawberry sister named daquiri |
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Johnnie politely her ass behind the back three |
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Now, all four uncles e&j wanna tossi |
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Martini and rossi had to get the niggaz off me |
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He got jacked for his dana's, in other words |
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(give it up nigga, give it up!) |
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He caught the nighttrain and blasted his thunderbird |
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With the pistol, him and cisco, couldn't stand him |
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Cause he caught him lickin brandy off his sister named kandi |
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At this point he had more bad luck than a trash truck |
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He lost his girl, remi spent his last buck up |
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Remi caught him shootin game at elayne, so now |
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Flowers and champagne don't mean a damn thang |
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Remi ended up runnin off with martin |
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He was wanted for arson for startin fires in carson |
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So johnnie hired a gun named rum, and paid him |
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151 and the job got done |
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With a thirty-eight straight to the face |
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He caught him in a six-pack and got they ass back |
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Up close he made 'em post and broke all their glasses |
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(?) and rum threatened their families with matches |
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He felt he needed more men just like gin |
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So he packed his strap and started claimin silver satin |
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From then on in, anybody caught bailin |
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Down seagram's 7 was bound to get sweated |
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Except bartyles and james, cause they was cool |
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He knew 'em from school when they didn't bang and made moves |
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Turns out, he never reached the top |
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They found his ass at the beach "on tha rox" |
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{*ocean, sound of seagulls, closing dj scratch*} |