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Hey!
[vocal
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, her?
290 thou, wow
your rap budget does not allow
Why you laughin, I don't see funny
Pull two mac-10's now it's a big mac-20
That is the
Quik and I we run the
Hold mouth don't say shit
Walk any borough
That from here past the tri ? ?
Better respect us dog we ?
get it confused
We smashin crews, it's my
Don't come correct and get
I the ruck to any cats bringin drama
Make 'em feel it, tupac's dear mama
It could be pitch and I spot ya
Boom! kick in your like big poppa

[vocal

Dj motherfucking
Erick

[dj
Ay, tell me what you get when your xzibit
And get down with the e double?
You get we
E, the beat bubble
Make the all on you shake they break out
To the ground and dig em out of e
Partyin, happy that you shook the crib
And if you got a pound e dub I got
'cause is how we do it here
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 recognize they who you are
Can't you see the red carpet, lay it out
And if you got a fantasy erick they it out
We big figga rap
the gate, we been waited on and hated on since '88
Now cross my dogs or cross my and i'ma 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,
to you, avirex to the z
Yeah,

I'm the spin doctor, phantom of the
If was '89 I would break you off proper
Cockblocker, a few g's in my lolo
Not dough hoe, my nigga b came in solo,
Most niggas like a homo
And when they wit a crowd now they get loud
Wanna act wild and act like a criminal,
And stretchin a mile, but really got the heart of a
? ? steal our
Extra points like a field kicker
Like a fucked up d.a. wit a charge ain't stickin
I'm away, a free 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!
Break on a track like it's supposed to be
And break bread with the real close to me

[vocal

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 coast brought cats alive in
All the way bouncin through
Ha, c'mon,
Yo, shit, yeah, c'mon, yo millenium shit
Yeah, yo, millenium shit
Yeah, yo, dj motherfucking
Yeah, yeah, ha, yo, yo
Yeah, green bandit
Yeah, niggas can't stand it
C'mon, yeah, it bouncin
Yeah, r.i.p. troutman
Yeah, yeah, c'mon, ha,