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B:]
(And dem livin' in a zone) Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield)
Fench Montana Wave
Let's sing to the people,

B:]
Throw ya up if yuh luv music
Lemme ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya up if yuh luv music
hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"

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It's the Surfer Don, the Tre pound squirt and the arm
And I don't care what ya on
I give a fuck what you did in '95 when you was biddin' in the can
coke was 26 a gram
Now 12 years later, 42 dollars a pop
I keep the gear and pump
Feed you 1 shot if you hungry, ya appetite
Heard ya is a hermaphrodite, braggin' rights
Earned 'em, cuz I put ya whole team down one clip
You sunk my battleship, gravel pit
Left arm, chunky monkey, and it sparkle off the
havin' a fabulous year
Only one compilation in '07, I played in the bing
He had no faith in his
Couldn't get him fresh if ya went to Neim & Mar
Keep the heater palmed, these be needin' a bar

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[French
You lame niggaz flop, keep with the gwop
Catch you in a drop, your tomato gettin' popped
You be rollin', strollin', ride with them
Watch us, bitch nigga no one can us
You was pumping gas, was on ya ass
Tried to run but the crashed
Tough guys get duct-taped and
And then wine like crushed
in the battlefield, danger zone, get 'em killed, get 'em gone
You'll get the mail wit' ya on the camera phone
nigga, kiss my rass, bitch boy
I switch toys and hit the gas, homie I'm a boy
Two toys, stash box,
All 6-5-0 with the ragtop