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Let me ask this question real quick, umm, as far as the smif-n-wessun |
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And the name change and everything like that; now how did that come |
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About? how did that evolve into the cocoa brovaz and everything like |
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That? |
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That was jealousy, man. that's all that is, man. (jealousy, man) |
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Jealousy and ignorance, man. |
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Yeah |
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Niggaz got me stressed, man |
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Oh, just burn a spliff don't worry about that |
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[professor x] |
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In my pink cadi, i have a ????? |
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Uncle sam arms men to kill in the 'hood |
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I make 'em snap it, test it |
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My choice of weapon |
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That smif-n-wessun, mmmmm |
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Try |
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Sue me for the namesake |
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Yo, who's pimpin' |
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Yo, who's pimpin' |
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I woke up in the morning, what did i see |
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Unknown faces starin' down at me |
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First off with the flee |
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As fear overpowered me |
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Cloriphil got me ready to black, i can't breathe |
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Niggaz askin' me who's smif and who's wessun |
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We got you now we're lookin' for your partner 'cause you're messin' |
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With the incomin' currency |
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And frankly we don't give a fuck about your privacy |
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We been watchin' you for a while now |
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We know about the calls made back and forth down south |
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Word of mouth |
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You had your peoples workin' out |
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But i doubt you had 'em lookin' out |
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'cause we can pick 'em out |
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Now we got 'em listed on our internet systems |
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Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims |
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Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang |
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You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change things |
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Let me say |
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Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions |
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They want our suffarations, trial and tribulations, too much to |
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Mention |
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Well, tell them that we no 'fraid |
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We don't have a big gate |
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From every corner, angle, and section |
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??????????????????not quite far |
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I see '99 in crystal ball |
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Them city-order ducks softly walk |
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I got suppenoed by the government the other day |
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I opened it and read it |
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It said they was suin' |
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Said i couldn't move the way that i was movin' |
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And i couldn't do the things that i was doin' |
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Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin' |
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Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music |
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Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it |
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The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives |
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Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life |
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Probably heard his junior singin' mr. ripper's in your area |
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Feel your heart skip a beat as i'm nearin you |
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I'm hearin' ya |
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Askin' yo seed, who was me |
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At the same time you break my classic cd |
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Run it to the phone callin' up ????? |
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I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers |
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They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff |
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I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush |
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I gotta letter from the corporate the other day |
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I open and read it |
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They said they was suin' |
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Somethin' about we was causin' confusion |
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Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin' |
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Had our associates nervous |
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Soup, try to serve it |
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Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us |
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Got tek ready to break somethin' |
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I'm chillin' and stayed pumpin' |
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Say somethin' |
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I tell you why the frame won't even think nothin' |
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Hell fell |
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Oh, well |
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I yell |
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Swear |
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We gonna send 'em all to hell (x2) |
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[professor x] |
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So you're hesitant |
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Where a brother quest to represent |
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I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced intent |
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In fact, cops signed the last government |
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Contract |
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Yeah, umm |
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So where's your first world war |
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Now presently on tour |
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Hardcore |
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Come on knockin' at your door |
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Your revolver took down many of '90's lords |
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Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores |
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So they welcome your floor of a tribe called cocoa |
