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Me and you

[daz] and you that

Me and you

Who can it, two assassins up on the mic
Blastin', askin' no questions, they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom! we still as a team
As we for our dreams, ? hood niggaz for green
It's dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low killin
Pullin' scandalous ? fulfillin fantasy
Catch me on a costa rica, with an island of weed
Money and bitches, on a boat for

See when I'm
help me
No on my
Ugly and
You can me
I'm folks think the same way as I do
Cause I stab bitches way in the bayou
you make way for two mo'
Fo' blows, like you have
Stamp a wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, hennesy
fore youngsters on a
of the map now I do

I mayor loot and khaki suits
and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather
I niggaz twice with thighs
with a .45
Make you open you blast at the parking lot

What you on
go through it
Drink a lot, made from
Scrump bitch, don't you hear the
My buddy, daz dilly and
You will be
With you're pang petty

repeat 2x

To all my niggaz.. and all my
Throw your hands in the air
And if you don't a fuck
Like we don't a fuck then
Throw motherfuckin hood up in the air

it out
No bitch ass niggaz, no ass hoes
Dogg gangstas drippin' in low-lows
You ain't all the homies
You check the fault
Pencils, playin niggaz in the crowd
Thinkin bout the row outta
With the heater cock bust a million
pound international's breakin off fools
While the can bust
The facility

I laid game down
Jumped around and myself like I was james brown
Spin around and hit the on the ground
Split your crown
Turn this ifs into
Dogg pound around,
Niggas the ground
around and get shot up
I tear up
You can ask
Lil cease, j. b. and jodeci
that nigga yuk
Means the
Got off tour
For piss marking on the hotel

G riders, we ride, dp
Get the mashin
Or the mat see automatic,
Get the niggaz
nigga, bankin nigga
Quit the
blankin niggaz

I'm out
Surrounded by smoke
You see me and my in the club,
Thugged up, suited in clothes
We roll, cut
Cause so
On gold, see hoes
With weed with me and my

2x

Who did that, who
Who on the ghetto values,
Who flyyyyy
I catored to the pimps, players, hustlers and

Why don't you me over in the o, homie
when I get there,
The will be all off on me
I y'all got a gang of bitches...

...ha, ha
And like fabulous and livin' life expensive
In machine dippin'
With a pocket of c-notes
the block with a 9 lookin' for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta
Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for bitch

Known as your playa
Slain ice fools and (? )
Rockin hilfiger like kadada
I walk around the of rockwilder,
Just a mobster
The bust and throw it away
out the roof down in la
And go aloof
Opps! and a nigga spooked
With a of screws loose
And find your
Sweatin, buck naked up in a chicken coop

Livin that destory all
Zark, and blast a
Pull back and your mothafuckin heart out your chest
If you tested the best like koresh
Get to be
in the motherfuckin flesh
Yes yes

2x