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Yeah...DIP |
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SET! Oh, come on, fuck with your boy |
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It's Santana, |
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Heatmakers, where we at? |
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Let me see you through this |
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Killa, Jones, |
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Freakay Yeah man, |
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I'm back at it,come on.. [Verse 1- Juelz Santana] |
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Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase(go) |
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Go uptown to |
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Harlem, tell 'em that |
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I sent ya |
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Tell 'em it's |
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August, I'm "Gon' Til' November" |
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I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up(yup) |
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Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please) |
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Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please) |
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I see a town |
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I'm likin' |
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See some niggas getting money in a town |
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I like it(yeahhh) |
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I run up on them with the pound and light it |
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Like it's my block now, all right kid?(woah) |
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He understood me quite clear |
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Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear(woo!) |
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And I got back to my business, back to my bitches(uh-huh) |
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Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision(yeah) |
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Pop, I let that white stuff sit in |
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Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitch it(what?) |
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Yeah I'm sorry but this is how |
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I'm livin |
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And this is how |
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I'm getting, fuck how |
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I get it Hey! [Chorus: Juelz Santana] |
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I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles |
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Listening to gangsta music(AYE!) |
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I stood at home hand on a chrome, in the zone, flippin' the channels |
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Watching how the gangstas do it(AYE!) |
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I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles |
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Watching Shaft, clocking math [Verse 2-Juelz Santana] |
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Now I see death around the corner |
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Gotta stay high, will |
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I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die? |
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Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride,yeah .45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeah |
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Liquor shot for |
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Big Pop and ' |
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Pac, yeah |
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One more for |
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Shyne locked inside, yeah |
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Two more for |
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Cam, for taking over the |
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Roc Yeah, yeah, it's my year |
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So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck with me, no way(what?) |
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Jose or Hector |
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Camacho Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos |
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Motherfucker |
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I'm the best, |
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I told y'all before |
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I showed y'all before, |
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AYE! [Chorus: Juelz Santana] |
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I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles |
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Listening to gangsta music(AYE!) |
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I stood at home hand on a chrome, in the zone, flippin' the channels |
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Watching how the gangstas do it(AYE!) |
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I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles |
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Watching Shaft, clocking math [Verse 3-Cam'Ron] |
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I'm on the westside of |
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Chicago, lookin' for a bust down |
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And make me put my two arms up, |
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Touchdown! |
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You stay in touch now, but when |
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I touch down |
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I'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down" |
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Yeah I must clown, |
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I'm from Harlem, |
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Uptown Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now? |
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Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin' |
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Swallow my kids, then go and kiss they cousin |
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Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets |
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Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband |
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That shit's disgusting |
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Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin' |
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This on my wrist is nothing |
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To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds |
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Where I get the money for this? |
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Don't think rhymin' |
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You fucking with |
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Pablo, Bravo, |
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Mario Via |
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Bolo ho, Ta-to [Chorus: Juelz Santana] |
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I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles |
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Listening to gangsta music(AYE!) |
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I stood at home hand on a chrome, in the zone, flippin' the channels |
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Watching how the gangstas do it(AYE!) |
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I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles |
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Watching Shaft, clocking math [Beat continues] |
