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Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast
Get me at the airport, I'm at the MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and
Brandy straight, out a tall ass glass
They em Maurice's, I'm wit E-40
Mack-10 yo and nigga W.C.
Yo in the lobby of the hotel, it's off the
They got no rooms cause the shit all booked
But last I'm wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin
I had to bounce early though, catch a flight
Told Swizz Beatz give a to him and his peeps
I had to in the limo, get somthin to eat
Ay yo, I'm in the limo gettin somthin to eat
It Go...

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[Noreaga - 2]
On my way to the airport, the drive
And then this cat pulled up in a pure five
He said he hate me and he wished I'd die
I the window down and I said what's up
I said fuck you, then I rolled the back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off
And then the driver said to me, yo they us
Now I'm a scared
But I'm prepared
I'm like one wit one gat, nigga I'm here
Then I thought to my self, yo I'm near
Let me cut through the hood and my niggas just body it up
my niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up, when you see the white five it up
At this point I'm shit, knowin I got it
"Come On Motherfucker!!!", out the sunroof I
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don't
It go...

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Ohh(what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh(what,wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that is gangsta, Ahh

My niggas was on the like I planned
hit the passenger side up and killed his man
I out the limo and just spinned around
Hit the ground, my niggas to hit the clown
I chill, he say he wanna see me die
So let me hit the nigga up, blow him good-bye
Adios!
Now I gotta be ghost
I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just em the toast
The driver got scared and tried to bounce on me
And yo the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet proof vest like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came fast
I had to bounce quick, get up off da ave.
And yo motherfucker what I did
Ay yo, I still hit the airport and the flight kid
To all the haters, it even matter cause we still got doe

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