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no drive-by's We walked over COB bandana tied to the end of the AR Iller than they are, rhymes so sick Give 'em the day off This is the chaos, Nicolas
cock two's And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules So when you play with us y'all
I swear I'm on two Yeah yeah yeah I'm on two oohhh I swear I'm on two Yeah I'm on two I swear I'm on two I swear I'm on two Yeah yeah yeah Swear I'm
North Shore, getting tatted by Tai Turtle Bay at the beach enjoying climatical vibes RAW extendo papers that look like a javelin fly Two indicas so they
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
your crew that's why your stage show's wack! So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
in sync? Out looking for the camera crews Sell my soul for a second on the evening news Am I in sync? Live 'til the bubble pops Hold my breath
Wheezy outta here Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo Ooh-woo, I done fucked the crew Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin' I done did the jackin', now I'm
man but when the gat is in my hand You can bet my monkey ass is comin' out on top LA hustlers can't live without money So before I make sense I
been used in court as evidence The only way to delete SMS permanently is if the original speaker in the thread Deletes the entire thread Otherwise, it'll
bel air I live by the day So I ain’t never gon fear You niggas that’s acting all queer I want a wraith Pull up yo bitch gunna stare I’m making her wet
check two I gotta rhyme for you And we layin' it down With four turntables, foo Two microphones So let it be known That smoke's being blown While
base Anytime and place What? Like Janet, I slam kids Harder than Sha-quille O'neal down to the masses I take crews back to, um, hiphop classes Because
off in this bitch No ceilings fuck ha, now we do what we do And I go by Witty we record as a crew Gonna stay here all night past A quarter to two And if
sound of this, something's comin' You can picture like a photograph, envision the image Of one-two-fifth street and Lenox The old folks their souls
the slugs out Love don't live here anymore I artillery dog Came wit many foes Spend ya benz is twenty slow Get to tha house kick in tha door You
If i make it through, i'm with my crew You know how we do, this life choose We don't lose, we gone shoot Ain't got no snooze, drive and boost I'm
the impression Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin' It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin' My whole crew up in this
of the question, stop the guessin it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin My whole crew up in this muh'fucker We spray corners, stand there like you got
school, woah Music and uh yeah, the hoops aye You know we don't fuck with no school, woah These bitches I meet them by two's, aye But I still do not fuck
My crew in the front got it locked My live niggas in the back got the gats Yo, we true to this black 4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate
did it and got bagged with two ounces I live a world where squads hit the block hard Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God But
did it and got bagged with two ounces I live a world where squads hit the block hard Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God But
to East Greenwich through Every state with a sentence Frozen weight in the cooter Ten plates to soup ya 1 2's we oughta cruise right By the state troopers
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