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him up, cross him out, then toss him out With the stamp on his head, Dogghouse Nigga, I'm crackin' Down South Poppin' my collar with my in your girl's mouth, ha ha
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Makin' the whole scene collapse, millennium Why fight for scraps, relax and take the plate witcha The penny with a whole lot of come and get ya You gettin' my picture or do I to let 'em hit ya?
Feel the adrenaline whenever I bust Got in back of my head The people the I trust is just me Full of with very large appetites I'm too complex to break down in black and
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four in the morning, ain't no time limits Huh, huh, you tryin' to hotbox with us, nigga Roll some X,
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