Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh (boy I you knew) You can just do the god damn! (straight from New Cityyyyy) (New Cityyyyyyy) C'mon! (I'ma you like this man) (Blastin off the big dog) Yeahhhh, just do it! (I feels, Funkmaster, if it his it ain't shit) C'mon, do it (You know?) (Volume III) Yeahhhh, do it! (We're all the way live, boyyyyy) C'mon, just do it (You got your mad dogs, you got pissed dogs) C'mon c'mon, just do it (and then you got big dogs) Yeah, (like Funkmaster Flex)
Brooklyn New Yorker, walker, slang talker the author Stay in it to win in the with the windows tinted Aromatic marijuana addict, ganja on the black shit, maintain watch you actors overreactin Packin but slackin plus they lackin direc-tion, that Smif-N-Wessun gon' protect em in the sec-tion, smokin guns tear through teflon you get a chance to draw your wea-pon my dogs get to yo' street, like Johnny pumps leavin lots of lumps cause lots of chumps, think gettin past But ain't no leeways, come like DJ's, cut yo' shit Leave you dizzy, watch me get bizz-ay, niggaz is he, the one they came to see, S-T from Cocoa B's Locally, I'm for representin lovely vocally Me and my P-N=C thee
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