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I got the under my feet I got shotty next to my body I got the hood so street get your float on I got the ease back style, watch out i'm typin
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To summarize a lick at the man the stick Come strategy fight act like new Pieces can squeeze of the way Why g mayors dis it We latitude sway we determine the He the whole sphere in original Scare weak soul scream and a whisper Blow the house right over black people
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I got the wild style that make you get hyper I got the knowledge of god, sevens all in my I got the new hip hop so it goes on and on Lose my mind, pen and then the rhymes is not held down well so you can't touch it When i discharge fools for peace Beats all on my back just like that in brooklyn So i vibrate and em off like fleas Electromatic radiation, waves Changing Here in n.y.c we get and peas, street smarts, no college degrees Too degrees the freeze not fakin Fake are bacon, honeys hips are shakin It no joke so get your boys
This i full what we do
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I got the for twenty four hours I got the love pump, don't front I got the fly joints pat, like that, like I got the motion got my float, got my clique
I get sly when i the positive vibe, uh The seven gets eleven when i'm filled with the Now i'm flyin through the seventh dimension As i travel uptown to get a piece of the Then i'm maxin the actual facts men As we relax to a ceaser flick and third vision My movements is precision, mathematician Indeed i'm true and when i'm givin
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Brothers the blowouts develop your envelopes Stamp it, amp it, raise your blade Found in the land of crooks My pops say books, i say and name buckles say freeze boy, shit, i just chuckles Fence Walkin by them fronts from my jip in the Everthing cherry cause george just a caddy Who dex was the question next Dre
Then he sipped his Then he his vex, display the context Beep code, street clothes and all the nose microphone, heater the chrome jammy My consists one honey Comrades, streets, more gods than greeks The seven eleven till death toy Now you what i'm talking about Now you understand what my walk is Now you what new york is about We
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They keep lying together like on the can No outsiders ever,