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(Intro:) |
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Yeah man, all I'm sayin is |
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Just play the music, play all of the music man |
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We gotta keep some balance in the game |
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You know? Let it play man, for real |
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Uuhuuh, Big Shug, Primo |
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You know the deal |
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Just play these records man, all of em |
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DJs, all around the world |
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(Verse 1:) |
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This year, I'm not fuckin with coward cats |
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Who hide behind they raps and flashy Cadillacs |
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Scared of the battle raps and semiauto gats |
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But wanna push wack rhymes _ official cats |
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Who wanna feel the purple haze and sparks with cattle graze |
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Swimmin pool with dime chicks, spendin happy days |
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With all my niggas, blaze, honey dips gets glazed |
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And I'm paid a hundred grand when I hit the stage |
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This is not a phase, its a real niggas wage |
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And I'ma make sure I get it before I'm back in the cage |
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I promise to shoot and blaze, till my dyin days |
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Till DJ stan and my musics played |
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Any beef with me will end in castastrophe |
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I'm winnin while you losin, thats how it just has to be |
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From the vinyl, to the cd j |
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Give the fans a chance to hear the fly shit I say |
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Play the record or get smacked clean |
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With anotha bangin joint from Big Shug and DJ Prim |
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(Chorus 1) |
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(Play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it |
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(play it) play it (play it) play it |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(You know we get down) |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(On the microphone) |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(Rhymes flowin like water) |
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Let the music play, (hip hop) everyday |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(You know we get down) |
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(...record is massive evidence, of the flexibility and toughness of the |
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principles you profess) |
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(Verse 2:) |
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I do it all to show my skills, till pushin dafidills |
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I be on the roof tops, accurate for the kill |
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From old school to new school dudes, I set the tone |
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I'm a vocal, crush and do other things to your bones |
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When I face my enemies, I creep like a centipide |
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Smoke that angel _ while I'm spittin that 16 |
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The games been a hunch, referee true and lunch |
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I spit the hottest fire, and always pack a punch |
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Play the record or get your station smothered |
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Or get your head popped off like Sadaam Hussein brother |
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(Chorus 2:) |
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Play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play |
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it (play it, play it, play it) |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(You know we get down) |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(On the microphone) |
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Let the music play, hey |
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(Rhymes flowin like water) |
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Let the music play, (hip hop) everyday |
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Let the music play |
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(Outro:) |
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All I'm sayin DJs, around the world, let the music play man |
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All the music aint got to sound the same |
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This is Big Shug, DJ Primo, what could be better? |
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Let that music play man, for real |
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Street champ, I'm gone |
