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Yea, yea, shit sound like
One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a box of ecstasy pills for these bitches

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
Thieves nigga the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna take a
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at your
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
Young and down to the old and feeble
them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a crouch, nigga
My is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just a fatso
in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and that 'dro
Bitch yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole mind state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics Galileo
you niggaz like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin' diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic to a handful of
be all schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun for you in a gift wrappin'
You should follow how the switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they
You big pussy actin' all hard
me Atheist, because I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast celebratin' the of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any type of
Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait is so to get
We got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split head and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Holla at me now,
Yea, Busta Rhymes, up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea