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Woo-hoo! |
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Ha, ha! |
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Guess who's back?! |
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Mommy, we're home! |
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Say hello to my little friends |
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DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill |
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Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see! |
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Yo |
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Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as **** |
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Forty, fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was |
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50, Tweezy, Obie, there won't be no ho in us |
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They pop s**t like they gonna do s**t but no one does |
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From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles |
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We changed the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust |
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You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us (Ha) |
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It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages |
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And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched |
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It's not like we're just feeling ourselves that much, it's just |
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That if someone ever does put us in the clutch |
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We just know that y'all ain't gon' be the one who's gon' do it |
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'Cause first of all you're ***** and everybody can see that |
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You **** around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at |
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That you got no business being in, we ain't even gon' be in it |
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No one's gonna hear nothing, no one's gonna see this s**t |
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And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is 'bout it, 'bout it |
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The noise from clips and rounds be drowned out by the crowd |
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And you'll be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing |
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'Til the club closes, and clears out, and that's when they see you flattened |
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Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flapping |
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And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping |
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It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off |
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And it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off |
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S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games |
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We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names |
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S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin' |
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"Hip-hop is in a state of 911" |
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It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone |
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It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more |
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It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor |
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'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911" |
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step off my holster, 'cause s**t is getting serious |
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All theses drugs you be ******* with make you delirious |
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Thinking you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious |
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How long are you gonna hate us and judge us and jury us? |
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Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious |
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Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and glorious |
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We living for real and others just making the stories up |
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Illusions are broken, so live it up, you corny ***** |
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If you take a ******* minute to think about what you done |
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When you stood against the gangster who live and die by the gun |
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Caught a hot one, sprayin' you b*****s 'til there was none |
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I'm like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb |
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You silly little b*****s can end up right up in ditches |
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We cut you and give you stitches for envyin' all our riches |
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The game's just like a midget, you clockin' a small digit |
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Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon |
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S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games |
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We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names |
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S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin' |
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"Hip-hop is in a state of 911" |
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It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone |
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It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more |
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It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor |
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'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911" |
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Uh, Ganxsta, Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit |
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On the s**t you call hip-hop, this function is where did it |
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When I put it in motion, my focus is getting branded |
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My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it |
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Got you stumbling for cover, this music dying in numbers |
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But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamour |
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When you enter the business you thinking you running s**t |
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You witness that funny s**t, your b*****s they ain't s**t! |
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We gangstas we blast first, ask questions later |
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All these imitators parading like they some players |
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Tryna save hip-hop the task is something greater |
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'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators |
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Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not caring |
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I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying |
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I'm in a full circle with homies that's s'posed to bleed |
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On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s |
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S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games |
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We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names |
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S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin' |
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"Hip-hop is in a state of 911" |
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It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone |
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It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more |
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It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor |
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'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911" |