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

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

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Dj quik
sermon

[dj
Ay, me what you get when your nigga xzibit
And quik get down with the e
You get we
E, make the beat
Make the all on you shake they break out
To the ground and dig em out of e
Partyin, that you shook the whole crib
And if you got a e dub I got dibs
'cause this is how we do it
ironic that you done stepped into a room
Of hydroponic, fat booty 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 fantasy they play it out
We big rap niggas
the gate, we been 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

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

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C'mon, yeah, dj quik in the motherfucking
Yeah, dick in your mouth
Ha, c'mon, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, you it aint
The coast brought cats alive in 1999
All the way bouncin 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,