| I’m 'bout to show you how it’s done, you can
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| (Shut down)
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| Yo, my uzi weights a ton, you can
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| (Beat down)
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| And you can pump it in your system 'til it
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| (Blow out)
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| Whatever dog, no doubt, I’m bout to
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| (Smack up)
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| Anybody who front like he
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| (Hardcore)
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| Don’t he know I stay raw? |
| This is
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| (LL)
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| Competetion, they fell because I
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| (Do this)
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| Bringing drama and truth 'cause I don’t
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| (Play that)
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| And I be reepin' up cash since
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| (Way back)
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| Put your honey on my lap and make her
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| (Heat up)
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| Got her beggin me to beat it up
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| (Raw dog)
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| Throw your wacky on the floor, straight
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| (Kill that)
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| Have her garglin nuts until I
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| (Spill that)
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| You better play like En Vogue and
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| (Hold on)
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| You wanna battle? |
| Set it off baby
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| (Come on)
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| Come one, Come on, Come on
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| (F) because my flavor’s the best
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| (A) I get my hustle off all day
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| (R) Reck my block, knee all far
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| (M) I gotta hold it down wit my man
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| (E) Big up to my nigga E Love
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| (R) Keep the ill rims on the car
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| (S) I repped it, what more can I say, son
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| Farmers (what)
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| Farmers (what)
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| (Murder)
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| Little niggas gettin' money on the
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| (Hot block)
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| He got the chrome shit spinnin' up on
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| (Linden)
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| Look at the ice and leather, the way it
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| (Blendin')
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| Pass the spit hot Linden from here to
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| (Mary)
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| You think you hot, Cool Jane? |
| Ever
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| (Here it)
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| And when it comes to this I’m not a
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| (Soldier)
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| I’m a General crack King
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| (I told ya)
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| I proved I’m the greatest rapper, nigga
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| (What now)
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| Tell your man step up, then watch he
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| (Go down)
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| Game one, do or die like
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| (Bedside)
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| Nobody even comin' close, nigga
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| (Why try)
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| From the Bronx to Shaolin to
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| (Uptown)
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| Like Buckshot said nigga
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| (Duck down)
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| You better play like En Vogue and
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| (Hold on)
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| You know I’m goin out nigga
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| (Come on)
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| Come on, Come one, Come on
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| (F) because my flavor’s the best
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| (A) I get my hustle off all day
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| (R) Reck my block, knee all far
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| (M) I gotta hold it down wit my man
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| (E) Big up to my nigga E Love
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| (R) Keep the ill rims on the car
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| (S) I repped it, what more can I say, son
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| Farmers (what)
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| Farmers (what)
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| Na-na-na
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| Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| (No doubt)
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| I’ll take your block and air it out, stay
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| (Ice out)
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| Me and my man, Little Sharp in the
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| (Double R)
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| Whole block, lined up with all the
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| (Hot cars)
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| Nigga, never be afraid you gotta
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| (Get paid)
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| No matter what I do, I keep it
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| (Sexy)
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| Me and my team spendin' cream on the
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| (Club scene)
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| On Performance Boulevard out in
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| (Killa Queens)
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| This joint knocked in the tunnel bout
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| (One o’clock)
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| They like them raw, not the watered down
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| (Hip Hop)
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| The broad money and alah zay it
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| (Don't Stop)
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| Niggas stumblin' and fallin' off a
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| (Head Ride)
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| When I’m goin' to Bedshaw
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| (Remember me)
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| I’m the greast Em Cee there could
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| (Ever be)
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| You better call Def Jam, and tell 'em
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| (Hold on)
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| 'Cause another major label told me
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| (Come on)
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| (F) because my flavor’s the best
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| (A) I get my hustle off all day
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| (R) Reck my block, knee all far
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| (M) I gotta hold it down wit my man
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| (E) Big up to my nigga E Love
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| (R) Keep the ill rims on the car
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| (S) I repped it, what more can I say, son
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| Farmers (what)
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| Farmers (what) |