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18 seconds of non-lyrics to

Let's go Quik

[DJ
I wanna, punch them niggaz sayin gold don't
And I wanna, rape that bitch that a lie on 'Pac
I wanna right some wrongs before I put my on lock
So when you see the glock don't you go into shock
If the hood me I'll buy your enemies guns
and have 'em clappin on you shermheads, your funds
Scarin you motherfuckers to death, give you the
You better nice up, you leak and warm the ice up

[Wyclef
I wanna murder the that shot at Martin Luther King
Then get rid of the Viagra I'm strictly ginseng
Campaign in the hood if you want
Take all the gangs, put 'em up in
Quik is so quick, listen to the ba-bum
Brooklyn Zoo, California, with the size of
elephant trunk, trunk trunks, shake your hump hump
Get your "Flashlight" cause we crunk P-Funk

[Chorus:
- I know you feel me
If you up in the party let me see you shake your
you got no bones and you tipsy off the Henny
Thugs - easy with the tonight
I'm tryin to my wife tonight, make love tonight
You don't wanna see yo' body on ice,

[DJ
Now if I snapped, it was just a matter of
before I turned into the Mad Hatter, your bladder
On the morning after, you refute the disaster
Cause body parts get in plaster (ew)
Don't try to call a truce cause I'm still comin you
I don't like your kids but I'ma spare 'em; maybe
add 'em to my harem, and share 'em with the you like the least
That still got it out for yo' ass when you the piece

[Wyclef
Yo, ever since "The Score" Quik rappers just bored
So I ain't rap no more; I wrote for
Whitney Houston you could catch me with
Bandana on tour, DipSet'n like
We don't sell we used to sell?
That's cause they in America, we get worldwide sales
I'm on tour half of the year, you can't see me
And career gon' be as long as Britney's wedding was, ya heard?

[Wyclef -
California, knows how to
when I in the L-A-X
Quik picked me up, freaks in a stretch
Big California chronic, me nah smoke
But it's all buddha from the East and the West
Throw up yo' set, I say this often
But we gotta keep the peace, too many in a
Pour some for my cousins out in Compton

[DJ
I'm not a kingpin, I'm a wing man
Strapped to the with a blunt, and a green can
no G
Hennessy and E, we run so deep
86 your concubine, he's just an old
You're so weak nigga and your hoes is so cheap
You can't get a prop on your own street
I'm at the Lake Park and Meridian if you wanna