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Sing that shit for daddy baby |
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Pump this motherfucker up, ricochet, ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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(Ricochet, ricochet) |
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Ricochet |
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(Yo homies, one two yo) |
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My style is too cold for words, it's like a bullet gone stray |
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Ease off, I'm 'bout to speak and hit the wall and ricochet |
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I rock the Cali way for sure, I'm only in it to score |
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Niggaz say I'm owed one, but it's more like four |
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Hardcore entrepreneur, strainin' like a champ |
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Rollin' out in sixty-three's, that hop without a ramp |
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Young Tash Vamp'll kick your door in while you're snorin' |
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Now where's that salt you was pourin'? |
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I send the bullet soarin', yo ayy, let you slide? No way |
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If you a why do niggaz shoot? Alright, okay Mos Def |
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I gotta buck you down for that sh*t you was poppin' |
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Now look how rotten the whole situation's gotten |
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Tash showed you love you shoulda showed me some back |
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If they catch me they gon' stretch me like Geronimo Pratt |
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'Cause I gotta lay you flat no matter what you say |
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Homey thought he got away 'til he caught the ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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Called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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Ricochet, ricochet, ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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Called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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Neighbors called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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I tried to warn you killer, my rap style'll have you sprung |
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Like a girl gave you head with a earring in her tongue |
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Since Tash come from less than zero, my splurgin's urgent |
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My mouth so foul, you couldn't wash it with detergent |
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My Likwit niggaz swervin', mergin', like a rally |
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Rearrangin' niggaz grills like the '99 Denali |
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Where the fuck we at Cali? You motherfuckin' right |
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I wanna see some action, burn somethin' or fight |
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'Cause see it's Tash night tonight, it's Tash night tomorrow |
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I'm lookin' for the hoes that got some sex I could borrow |
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I'll gladly pay you back next Wednesday the 3rd |
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Why you laughin' at me baby? That's my motherfuckin' word |
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Word word word, then it's words for nerds |
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Tryin' to rap as fly as Tash is totally absurd |
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So everybody duck or catch the A.K. spray |
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Homey thought he got away 'til he caught the ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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Called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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Ricochet, ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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Called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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Mad sha-sha-shots |
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Newsflash on the screen, what the fuck does this mean? |
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It say, "Tash is takin' over the world, behind the scenes |
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Just drinkin' beers spacin', Likwit sweeps the nation |
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But leave that man alone, 'cause you know his reputation" |
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Brutalize the wicked world, I pump one verse of curse |
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To beat you down, beat you up, then take your girl or vice versa |
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You rap too commercial, you just cheat to compete |
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I done paid a gang of dues, I even kept the receipts |
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So you owe me homey, these corny niggaz outsold me |
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So write that blank check to Tash, the one and only |
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The only man standin' when it's time for gun play |
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Homey thought he got away 'til he caught the ricochet |
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Ricochet |
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Called the cops, said they heard mad shots |
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Take that motherfuckers |
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(Ahh, it's too late to duck nigga) |
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Ricochet, ricochet |
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(Ricochet style, '99, CaTashTrophe, Bermuda Triangle yaknahmsayin'?) |
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Ricochet |
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Aiy, while I'm in this motherfucker |
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Let me give a extra drunken monkey shout out to my peoples |
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Yaknahmsayin' all my peoples from Cypress Hill |
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DMX, Big Pun, Terror Squad |