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Yeah nigga - part four
out nigga (Grimey)
Neptunes - nigga nigga (Grimey)
Violator - what nigga (Grimey)
This shit is serious - serious (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, nigga what (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, nigga nigga (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, part nigga (Grimey)
Yo, yo, yo

It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury
I boogies, conspiracy theory
like I'm Malcolm, with just the X
These bitches they in love but it's just the X
act like, my coke ain't long in stress
Like I don't two shotguns, under my chest
I flip, see I'm the king of the streets
And show muh'fuckers how to on Neptunes' beats
In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the
This year I'll bring the shit to his family
Go 'head, and keep hatin, until you
Mad volts in your chest plate, to breathe
See you a hater Star & Buc, nigga what
And Tommy Boy, them niggaz just suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my
Wanna every bottle I sip

[Chorus: Pharrell
Nigga when that heat, is off
And the come, and rush you off
And the witness like - we don't dem boys
Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey
Then we resume, hangin stars
Then we live in fat and fat ass cars
Then we drive and - nigga FUCK the law
Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey

Yo, yo
I with the greatest, upgraded my speech
We Violator violatin, y'all niggaz
It's sun/son safe like late on (?) beach
Drink some river ranches and get slurped at
Let's fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz dunn wit it
Niggaz had hit records, but we did it
Pop a collar; see them chicks they like to N.O.!
You them hoes already know they gotta swallow
Money Nutty Professor - fat as fuck
Four gold albums; ain't of it luck
Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you up
Since you, seem so release the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause feel more
Nigga this my year, you feel Nore
Money we got it but try and feel more

[Bridge: Williams (Noreaga)]
Type of niggarole, we be dunns (Grimey)
Toothbrush and rusty guns (Grimey)
Nigga get popped hush me son (Grimey)
Sellin everything they cuff me dunn (Grimey)
93 Ac' a Range nigga (Grimey)
at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)
Reynolds wrap, coke, and (Grimey)
cleanin up, nigga screw that (Grimey)

You see we unbreakable, niggaz is uncapable
We 2G we use gats that's untraceable
smokin, and niggaz know how I do it
Keep big shanks, shit'll cut in half your
Just me and shorty, late night in the
And gettin so much I'm startin to feel smart
Off Beelzebub, feelin my love cold heart
See these niggaz, my fists'll break niggaz
We switchin labels, now it's time to break
We labels, now it's time to break niggaz

[Pharell
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Violator - nigga what (Grimey)
shit is serious (Grimey)
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