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the way it is getcha get live earl to the rhythm that the dj play'n (uh uh) they ain't feeling what the dj my man to ten tell 'em it again get live flinn
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the way it is getcha get y'all flinn ride to the rhythm that the dj ain't feelin what the dj spin took my man to ten 'em play it again get live flinn
mos fly on the low like the fbi blown the dro that left me high i'm known to bone a hoe and get lucky like lefty guy to flow 'til the death we die a never shouldn't touch the man that he's clever at is forever fat you would rather rat on me because i'm off your phony and my wheels are with the blades like i been around the world where they say up homie, up son, up joe, up showty, up doe, broadcastin live the district gettin like i'm between your eyes with the biscuit
the way it is getcha get live flinn ride to the rhythm that the dj (uh uh) they ain't feeling what the dj my man to ten tell 'em it again get live earl