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Yeah nigga - part four
out nigga (Grimey)
Neptunes - what nigga (Grimey)
Violator - nigga nigga (Grimey)
shit is serious - type serious (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, what nigga (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, nigga nigga (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, part four (Grimey)
Yo, yo, yo

It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind nigga
I smoke boogies, conspiracy
It's like I'm Malcolm, with the X
bitches swear they in love but it's just the X
Niggas act like, my coke long in stress
Like I don't keep two shotguns, my chest
I flip, see I'm the king of the streets
And muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats
In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the
This year bring the shit home to his family
Go 'head, and keep hatin, you receive
Mad volts in your plate, hard to breathe
See you a like Star & Buc, nigga what
And Tommy Boy, them niggaz just suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my
Wanna every bottle I sip

[Chorus: Pharrell
Nigga when that heat, is off
And the ambulance come, and you off
And the witness - we don't know dem boys
Me and my goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey
Then we resume, with stars
Then we in fat houses and fat ass cars
Then we drive and scream - nigga the law
Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey

Yo, yo
I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my
We violatin, y'all niggaz capiche?
It's unsafe like late on (?) Beach
Drink some ranches and get slurped at least
Let's have fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz wit it
Niggaz had hit records, but we did it
Pop a collar; see them chicks like to holla N.O.!
You know them already know they gotta swallow
like Nutty Professor - fat as fuck
Four gold ain't none of it luck
Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you up
Since you, so tense release the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel
this my year, you gonna feel Nore
Money we got it but still try and more

[Bridge: Williams (Noreaga)]
of niggarole, we must be dunns (Grimey)
Toothbrush and rusty guns (Grimey)
Nigga get popped can't me son (Grimey)
Sellin everything 'til they cuff me (Grimey)
93 Ac' a Range nigga (Grimey)
Saliva at the mouth of your chain (Grimey)
wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey)
Never cleanin up, nigga that (Grimey)

You see we unbreakable, y'all niggaz is
We 2G we use gats that's untraceable
Still smokin, and know how I do it
big shanks, shit'll cut in half your Buick
Just me and shorty, late night in the
And gettin so much brains I'm startin to feel
Off Beelzebub, feelin my love with cold
See these fake niggaz, my fists'll break
We switchin labels, now it's time to niggaz
We switchin labels, now it's time to break

[Pharell
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Violator - nigga what (Grimey)
This shit is (Grimey)
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