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a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go

Bleek scoop you, try to seduce you
Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the
A bit of that, wan-tan soup
From the hood, got more chips wan-tan

But matter fact, got more cheese nacho
Not from rap, when I used to wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by
Now you haters wanna my space

Hundred all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For they ya face
If ya outta line, put the bitch in place
If the record 'Just' get the blaze, nigga

Put in back, on the for motherfuckers
The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area"
You warn ya folks
They to see a real clique, but now

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the told me meet her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go

Highest paid act, paid to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself
Ha, man you love that
When pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna and lock that
Kill a nigga for the man I'm not above that

Oh hold on Young, let me get it
You got beef in streets, Lord, let me get a gat
Boy you now into the greatest
Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, us

it's nothin', my crew and half dozens
That's 'cause we scramble, like we Vick's cousins
Boy and get ya mind nigga
We gon' put you on the news, you want lime light
Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know 9 like nigga
men, we put on UPN

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

One, in the club, two, models to go
Three, bottles of Arma', four, of dro
shots to draw, my six hits took off
Seven you make Heaven, or eight, a go

Mami got that ice in ya
Long short skirt, what you mean, everything's a go
My thugs out die of the wit Timbs
Nine on ya waist, let's we gettin' in

Nigga I'm for, I'm willin' to clap boy
You holdin' me for' go
I spring into action, I'm back for
I'm it back boys 'cause

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go