1 for trouble, 8 for the 7 to get ready when I'm off all my load Funk, Buddha Monk, in the I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down the
I'm a natural-born cap-peela', strapped I'm the west settin' it on, no one's reala' Get'cha fix of the uncut A small dose of the skunk weed like suppose to be
it up, just move it on out, what'cha talkin' 'bout son I got the first shot, and it's all now, one nation under a groove Smoke a pound for the strict of it, every time I make a Smooth and togetha, raw like leatha, ain't goin' out a punk, neva
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It's the numba one money Money takea, few steps back I'm on a plane to Puffin' a fat wada, shit For the I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit
rock bone breaka, Stoned Raider In the Temple of Boom, to assume Never be shit slide, no way Bitch niggas can hide but, find they ass some day
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Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' in the air Some dogs, you gotta pair When I kick to the metro, lone clip, be around 'Cause this shit ain't with yet
People can't understand my Now they caught up in the Soul Fool, take cover, it's all over When I ya off a chunk of this muthafucka
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