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Uhh! You don't know what we doing right here |
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One two three we gon' turn it out |
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And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout |
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We gonna hit you with the shit we got here |
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We gonna blow your mind(Blow your mind) |
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Keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that |
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If I die, |
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I'ma only come back |
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Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong |
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Don't even waste your time(Waste your time) |
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One two three we gon' turn it out |
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And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout |
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We gonna hit you with the shit we got here |
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We gonna blow your mind(Blow your mind) |
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Keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that |
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If I die, |
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I'ma only come back |
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Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong |
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Don't even waste your time(Waste your time) |
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You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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I 8 Off like the assassin, now |
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I'm blastin' |
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I'm takin' over |
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Stick you for your blue range rover |
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I told ya, rampage a real live soldier |
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Been in the game, sinc the age of thirteen |
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A microphone fiend, so |
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I'm goin' to see my |
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P.O.It's August the 1st, so |
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I guess I'm a |
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LeoMy P.O., look like |
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Vanessa Del |
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RioShe pulled my rap sheet, just like, |
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Net GeoI always roam through the forest |
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Just like a brontosaurus, born in the month of |
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MaySo my sign is |
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Taurus, kick you in your face |
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Like my fuckin' name was |
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Chuck Norris, make you sing my chorus |
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Rock to the beat and then, turn into a walrus |
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You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless |
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Acting like you wild, but |
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I know you really harmless |
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While your time is coming, |
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I make the fat shit regardless |
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Many niggaz wanna know when the ramp return |
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Yo, I'm gettin' phone calls from that nigga |
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Howard Stern |
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He wants to know about my flip mode click |
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The way we get down and bust niggaz shit |
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LP after L |
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P, we make |
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G'sI run up in your ganks den take you for your keys |
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I'm not lying or joking, you get broken |
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Dead in Flat bush, back to |
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Roanoke and |
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People always askin' me, how your shit be sellin' |
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For makin' shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin' melon |
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Police throwed me up on charges like |
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I was a felon |
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There was no tellin', when |
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I was strikin' had you swellin' |
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Cruisin' in my lands, watch the police how they be gellin' |
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Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin' |
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Yo, fuck that! |
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You best believe there ain't no time for dwellin' |
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If you ain't makin' noise you need to kill the fuckin' yellin' |
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One two three we gon' turn it out |
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And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout |
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We gonna hit you with the shit we got here |
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We gonna blow your mind(Blow your mind) |
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Keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that |
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If I die, |
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I'ma only come back |
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Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong |
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Don't even waste your time(Waste your time) |
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You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship |
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Yo, yo, yo |
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I run up in your set like a |
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New York City |
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I can't slip, |
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I beat you down with my vice grip |
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Your lost, that means you way off course |
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No remorse, |
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I'm gettin' five in the source |
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I be saddle back biting motherfuckers like a horse |
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Turn and toss, niggaz all up in my applesauce |
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Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse |
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Ever since |
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I was a shorty rockin' |
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Hugo BossAiyyo bust it |
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Bust you just made my day(Why) |
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If you didn't put me on |
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I'd be locked like |
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O.J.Now I'm writin' rhymes hittin' shorties everyday |
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In the full runnin' drinkin' ice tanqueray |
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I don't eat pork |
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I take a fish fellet |
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Now I'm knockin' out niggaz from to to touche! |
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Now I'm goin' back around the way |
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I'm rippin' shit, like my name was |
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Marvin Gaye |
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Yo, now I'm back with more |
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Bionic like my name was |
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Colt Seavers |
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Got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide receivers |
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Time is on the meter, go clean your act up in the cleaners |
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Chicken head, give me some of your chicken fajitas |
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Yo, I beg your pardon, |
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I write my rhymes way past the margins |
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Squeeze the |
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Charmin, peace to one million men marchin' |
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When you talk shit you really don't know what you startin' |
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Now your shit is done like a fuckin' empty milk carton |
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It's on for the nine-six, mad shows at the |
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RitzNow we got you open like |
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FixxStickin' to your stomach like |
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Quaker Oat |
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GritsFisherman hat with my brand new kicks |
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On the low, |
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I still rock my |
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GirbaudsSee the show, |
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I got my nickel plated fo' fo' |
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All my rough niggaz open the do'' |
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Cause boy scout brings the ruckus and |
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I'm still hardco' |
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Yo, when I walk streets you know my blade's a little sharper |
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Fuck Peter |
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Parker, I cross you like a magic marker |
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Every time |
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I hit I always hit a little harder |
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Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker |
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Catching suntans from my music, fans understand |
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Making fat shit, |
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I always love to lend a helping hand |
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Organized rhyme unit like the |
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Poison Clan |
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While your ride is busted, |
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I be your luxury |
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SedanNumber one nigga in the chain of command |
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Breakin' fool in school like my nigga |
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Geechie Dan |
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Aiyo, I see intruders on my scan |
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Singing at your funeral like |
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Bobby Blue bland |
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One two three we gon' turn it out |
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And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout |
|
We gonna hit you with the shit we got here |
|
We gonna blow your mind(Blow your mind) |
|
Keep it movin' like this, keep it movin' like that |
|
If I die, |
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I'ma only come back |
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Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong |
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Don't even waste your time(Waste your time) |
