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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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Buck, buck |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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This is KRS-One |
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Me knew a crack dealer by the name of Peter |
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Had to buck him down with my 9 millimeter |
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He said I had his girl, I said "Now what are you? Stupid?" |
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But he tried to play me out and KRS-One knew it |
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He reached for his pistol but it was just a waste |
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'Cos my 9 millimeter was up against his face |
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He pulled his pistol anyway and I filled him full of lead |
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But just before he fell to the ground this is what I said |
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"Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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This is KRS-One" |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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Seven days later I was chillin' in the herb gate |
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But seven days too much when the gossip has to circulate |
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Puffin' sensemilla, I heard knock, knock, knock |
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But the way that they knocked it did not sound like any cop |
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And if it were a customer they'd ask me for a nick |
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So suddenly I realized it had to be a trick |
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I dropped down to the floor and they did not waste no time |
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They shot right through the door, so I had to go for mine |
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They pumped and shot again but the suckas kept on missin' |
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'Cos I was on the floor by now, I crawled into the kitchen |
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Thirty seconds later boy, they bust the door down |
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The money and the sensemi' was lyin' all around |
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But just as they put their pistols down to take a cut |
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Me jumped out the kitchen, went buck, buck, buck |
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They fall down to the floor but one was still alive |
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So I put my 9 millimeter right between his eyes |
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Looked at his potnah and both of them were dead |
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So just before he joined his potnah this is what I said |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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This is KRS-One |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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I gathered all the money and I ran up the block |
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I said, "This is a perfect time to meet with Scott LaRock" |
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But Scott is either psychic or he has a knack for trouble |
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Cos Scott LaRock showed up in a all black BMW |
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I jumped inside the car and we screeched off in a hurry |
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And Scott said, "What is wrong? Relax, tell me the story" |
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I said, "You remember Peter? Well his posse tried to kill me |
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I'm all right now because the sensemi' fill me" |
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Scott just laughed, he said, "I know they're all dead |
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And just before you pulled the trigger this is what you said" |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang |
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Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, ay |
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This is KRS-One |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la |
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La la la la la la la la la la la la |
