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Live, huh? Yeah, y'all ain't ready, I'm just too much When I was young, my said I used to cuss too much If I ain't you twenty years, I don't trust you much with nuthin' but thugs and hustlers
Yeah, I don't care if they down I'm a drug graduate the caps and gowns I used to have a for buying gats and pounds And I in my rhymes 'cuz you cats is clowns
Smash you down, patch you We yo guns and we blast yo' round Pass the crown to the new king This is dog, you nuthin' but a Lee Nail thing
Like the end of the world we put it all to a and Chicken heads and dimes, yeah, all gon' flock And you go against us and you all flop When we reign, you gon' need more a mop
nobody do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what)
Can't do it like we do (What, what, what, what, what) nobody do it like y'all do (What, what, what, what)
When we spit, yo we run outta rounds This is ball not football, you outta bounds Since some of you houses I be cruisin' around Slow it down 'cuz I think I'm losing you now
For those that's not lost, tell y'all to stop the union is in here, toast it up When they shoot you suppose to Look at them by the bar posing (Say what?)
We don't care who we in here We get you for how much you gross this You not a punk, you to fear Better not out until the coast is clear
Totin' beer, you hatin', sayin' how they get a deal that But even this rap game I still have cash My mommy wears a whiz, I'm trickin' buying Vicky Secret Just to cover her hair
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Uh oh, you didn't I was coming My people can't stand for the man To rock without or with bad I can determine chu gon' do Are ya gon' play it? Are ya move?
The party ain't start if ya don't dance I don't if you leave, but you still be my man I get mad over silly pettiness I say to hell with it, say oh, well it
Timbaland is known watch him make ya ya feet Make beats, rhyming sound so unique His beats are like Sean Archer and Castor Ya need the identity to find how he soars
the wicked man, the wicked just begun Call him the resurrection ese, don't try to hide from ya fear Clear ese, don't ya hear the set got in ya
ese, this is the love man you're talking to Clear ese, his are dope, I try to tell you Can't nobody see us in the eight or the nine nine (Freaky freaky)
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Like y'all, the is y'all the public Ya do it so this goes out to y'all Quiet Storm, Z-man, 1 2 Live, Little Man Wanna thank y'all for us who we are today