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so all rest assured
Blink once, might have missed it, so go back research
By the time you realize, already gone in the dirt
Soil, just to rough up
profit, gettin' rich
Used to it, so really you are not surprised as shit
I was raised different, live by a set of rules
I'm a boss, shit don't move, it
bling than Baby
I'm not ice rockin crystal poppin
The type to rebound with chicks I'm not Rodman
I gotta girl with a butt big as Trina's
And green
Cuoco
Go back in time to meet her, I would don't you know
I'd audition for the cast of Eight Simple Rules
And the Big Bang Theory, now wouldn't that be
[ Prode'je ]
South Central's back in this muthafucka for the big Nine-Three
Dedicatin this to all you little young niggas
[ VERSE 1: Prode'je ]
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Everytime y'all can't fuck with big my brother Dub-see (bitch)
L-Burn y'all, L-Burn y'all, Thug By Nature
Y'all know what time it is
Yeah, nigga
Man there’s rules to the hustle gotta
Get in and get it off get it cross borders
Slip it in then whip it soft
Water off when it dries break
It down
chicken nights how's nice
Rule out, silk low valley, Mafia crew house
Drink vine, moon shine wine, sip it, fool out
Rollin wit a burner no doubt, shorty
shit, nigga, trip
Lose ya grip, pull a semi-automatic out the whip
Get psychotic, neurotic, they want it, they got it
Bang it to the boogie, hypnotic
still bang parliament
Hit the store by the park, when I'm parched for them parliaments
Park the bands off Arlington
Spark the flint, right before I
shit was cool
Dipping dudes, go by a set of different rules
We obviously ain't got shit to lose, boys in the hood
I got the old 3 sitting on my neck
Benni make it bang bitch
Riding down Whittier boulevard
See some vatos posted simply disregard
Don’t claim nothin you ain’t really bout
If you really
you dirty like a pair of 40 dollar vans
All my brothers brothers I don't really do no fuckin friends bitch
They do the same thing them niggaz gang bang
more than just an algorithm?
Is rhythm all there is
Was the big bang just another
one after a series of zeros
sweet binary world
I need entertainment
I
I don't wanna end up forgotten like Selwyn
And do Hip Hop for chipmunks like Alvin
Big Bang Theory truth is I'm Sheldon
Dreams don't pay bills they do
Don't bow my head Because i am grace
Stack my bread Make my plate
I rely on the facts I don't walk by faith
And its all on me so i got to make a way
don't want me
I ain't gonna play by the rules
There's snakes in the grass
There's wolves in the woods
(?)And a garden, it's filled with fools(?)
I got
looking for big tits and some butts
keeping an eye on my posible enemies
with my cuete tucked...what!
Mr. Sancho one of the original Califa Thugs
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"My line of work is considered by some to be a...
A tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors,
And there are others, that
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