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All night like a corner store, seven Hood we gets hot like a wok in the Chinese kitchen, switchin up on my wear How we get down, we blew down, nigga big style Sit and chill a while, wait a yo we blows big nigga Sip on with funny names, holla holla Deep in thang, keep it simple and plain and my chain hang, watch my chain hang
Listen -- I got a book that you should read It's about me, and I suggest that to any who doubt me it will correct you, affect you, it will shit clear Now to the next nigga with that bullshit here Keep readin -- it also say that if you, disrespect, anything up in way that will guaran-tay an awesome array of gunplay, is Carlito's Way, all day
Shake it it shake it shake it hang out all night and don't stop until the DJ quit spinnin right Everybody gettin closer and closer, be shoulder to shoulder Bouncin, bouncin, we tipsy, is slippery But we groovin, keepin this movin Provin, we bang in this game my chain hang
Back and forth, back, and ?? style, whatchu know bout out from the parking lot to the Paramount and Birmingham then back, punk is spittin his When the turn ur-ange, and you see your breath uhh, eleven colossal I'm weighing in at a If you don't nuthin else that it is some ol' real niggaz
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you slang 'caine, or you gang-bang or a nine to five, just tryin to maintain, mayne Do your thang, mayne, all the same, mayne and let chain swang, and let your chain hang
Lyric while mashin they blastin come fast and from every rational imaginal International region, under my seeds and, over these the rhyme with my mind so it's good to grind through your speaker, this one's a Like Ebenezer, it was his decision, to live his through a vision, followed by the reaper who knows your deeper, don't let him creep ya, from behind
Before I was interrupted, house fallin down but we straight, you should save ?? It's rainin suckers cause greed sickens me Poverty stricken, pickin, in the corner cleansin Lights out poor, and you nails hell Everythang for sale, be eat with they Let's enhance it, be good til Saturday volume gravity
We bout to mix and mingle, meet a for the next single Money away in jars like Pringles Keep it hard for the Tunnel, we it bump for the 5 5 nina boot-wearin renegade motherfuckers Throw yo' hands up, you give it up we it back Yo, this is how we act when it's from the back Lady snatch, let my chain hang is everythang boo
Behold, the stolen soul, the ancient The game of control, the Swisher swoll Open the gate away, lay to lay, I gotcha greaterly when you hate me, you educate me So try to trill, I take ya to the battlefield Crack motherfuckin, windshield you better yield cause I got the right of way, night or day, okay This is Way
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