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Taking rappers like hot dice, like hot in Vegas Got says they hate us 'cause are fucking with the greatest Niggers pull gats and steal gats just like potatoes Knowing they couldn't us or take us now fake us take us out, no doubt Make us serve your ass with a Making bow down like the west side connect I want the ice cube, so I blast with the mac ten But trust me, I'm up the dub just like dub C Plus we fucks it up on both Don't show when I rip shot, putt niggers in zip lock Fucking this hip hop fanatics still automatic Yes I smoke Kryptonite, get it right, my site is Got ways like MR Mike Get the gauge in the night niggers running loose, get the bodies niggers in Khakis and not Versace Somebody have told you, son it's on like that With the ice man bitch and I am gone that
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I got some bidnez that I handle See this is kinda risky but I'm gonna have to take the Niggers trying to plot a scheme on me and triple teams on me I'll make bleed for me And that's how it is going I be satisfied until I see that ass six feet underground 'Cause you fucked around and pissed the wrong off You lied to yourself when you said I was Now that's a no no, with I'll formulate a plan yo That will your children bastards and your wife a widow to battle me that's a sin And be Toni Braxton and you'll never breath again 'Cause I hit hard like thunder, from the under Ground with the sound will make Stevie wonder Hard, but let me Serving MC's lettuce on the menu Pound for pound up in game to be the best the fuck up off me motherfucker 'cause I'm stressed You'll up in a casket fucking with me You get your ass kicked hit you harder an accident
get down to pleasure And beat the kid out the Let me measure this here joint 'cause it'll be nothing I'll betcha that I'll get it open like hosteler Vanilla kobe all of you like kobe And leave you in suspense like who that You checked grandma I'll be the last man standing off stamina I round up one hundred in one city Knock off nine and a half And that a half that wanna face me I'll leave him down in the dirt the paramedics check the body for surgery with anesthetic Total in a mass stocker, hit the creator Set it off like Michael Meyers in a double mattny Feature funky rhymes that are hard to Send your ass until tomorrow, be hoping to escape the horror Now pay attention to today's And in for possession Recognize freestyle confession I'll step aside a case like Kojak giving up the but I leave no Yo put the scrip off in a case like Come bumpin' on your And your ass up like Dr. Spock
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It's the incredible party rocker, the stopper, hit dropper Hypnotize you all big poppa everybody blazed with the funky don't stop As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your Like it will be the day I don't blow up any buildings you hear me boy gonna beat the microphone I'm killing Registering ten on the when I shake it With the earthquake based my taste out your woofers Put you in a state of shock Mick and Mike so get it right Making is the to let you know my click is tight, right We got up front shaking ass about stripping want to put on the glass Pass the phat as I heat it up like chili Put down the gun son, there is no for the nine milli Got the meat for the barbecue so a few hops Watch as I raid your spot like infatruate your whole block