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Hey!
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understood, how we did it
How we this music groove your very soul

Yo I lamp out in the e-7 v-12 screamer
The new benz, seen
290 thou, wow
Somethin your rap budget not allow
Why you laughin, I don't see nothing
Pull back two mac-10's now a big mac-20
is the basics
Quik and I we run the
Hold your mouth say shit
Walk through any
That stretch here past the tri ? ?
respect us dog we ? kernel?
Don't get it
We smashin crews, my rules
Don't come correct and get
I bring the ruck to any bringin drama
Make 'em feel it, tupac's dear mama
It could be pitch and I spot ya
Boom! kick in your door like big

[vocal

Dj motherfucking
Erick

[dj
Ay, tell me what you get your nigga xzibit
And quik get down the e double?
You get we
E, make the bubble
the bass all on you shake they break out
To the and dig em out of e rubble
Partyin, happy that you the whole crib
And if you got a pound e dub I got
'cause this is how we do it
It's ironic that you stepped into a room
Of purple hydroponic, fat bitches sparklin
to take you to a star
Tryin to get you to they know who you are
you see the red carpet, they lay it out
And if you got a erick they play it out
We big rap niggas
From the gate, we waited on and hated on since '88
Now cross my dogs or cross my path and whet ya
Way from the compton town, and I bet ya

[vocal

Ha, yeah, and gentleman
Yeah, the bar is now
C'mon, yeah, on me
C'mon,
Presented to you, to the z
Yeah,

I'm the doctor, phantom of the opera
If this was '89 I would break you off
Cockblocker, a few g's in my lolo
Not dough hoe, my nigga b came in solo,
niggas react like a homo
And when they wit a crowd now wanna get loud
Wanna act wild and act a criminal, foul
And stretchin a mile, but really got the heart of a
? ? our tickets
Extra like a field goal kicker
Like a fucked up d.a. wit a charge ain't stickin
I'm walkin away, a man
'cause y'all niggas softer than
'cause we a fan and locin out wit your pan
I fucked your mother, so now I'm the man!
fool on a track like it's supposed to be
And break bread the real niggas close to me

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C'mon, yeah, dj in the motherfucking house
Yeah, this dick in mouth
Ha, c'mon, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, you think it
The west brought cats alive in 1999
All the way through millenium
Ha, c'mon,
Yo, millenium shit, yeah, c'mon, yo millenium
Yeah, c'mon yo, shit
Yeah, yo, dj quik
Yeah, yeah, ha, yo, yo
Yeah, green eyed
Yeah, bitch niggas stand it
C'mon, yeah, it bouncin
Yeah, r.i.p. roger
Yeah, yeah, c'mon, ha,