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[Lost Boyz ad lib for the 20 seconds]

[Mr.
I it was the month of June, when I bumped, heads with this chick
Me and my click, we was on the Van
A whip up on the strip, full of freaks
The music down and this passenger speaks
It's a, of mine from back in the day
John Adams High on Rockaway
Like to blow around the smoke in the air the trees
from the way it's lookin, word they still G's
out the whip, I'm checkin out each honey
They must be money, I didn't see code 20(?)
The L's was burnin, Alize is what they
If she said she's on the way and yo it really had me
of back in the day we both used to swerve
At parties we would bounce, smoke a ounce of herb
Word my man I hit it raw
On the to-fuckin-day we still get it on, listen

Mr. Cheeks]

I'm, just your, guy
Love bitches and and love bein high
Run with Pretty Lou, Nice and Freaky Tah
How sound? Ahhhhh-ahhhhhh
Here's a little somethin from and the (?)
We used to get down and my man
But nothing comes in this world full of shit
take this job and shove it out quick what

[Mr.
One day I'm up on the block
my motherfuckin rock
Now police they to run up on us
My niggaz tried to us (where at) on all the corners
And now I'm I'm I'm I'm
You see I'm almost, I'm almost,
Hopped the gate, landed in my man's backyard
I on the door, yo whassup bruh?
Yo let a like, me in
Police they tryin to a nigga in
lookin for the kid that's sellin that crack note
Lookin for the suspect in the coat
Yo, I'm not, I'm I'm not the
but these know my status
Now peep it I be comin with the
and the rain, I will remain, cause

[Freaky
This job, shove it out
Nuttin come easy in world full of shit
Used to put me down, to with my man
Little somethin, from in the 'Ville
Huh, huh, huh, my man
Huh, huh..

[Mr.
Now, now, now, now this one day I'm at JFK
It's the 4th of July, HEY!
Something's wrong man, I don't this day
it's going too man, I'm gettin strong man
from pickin up motherfuckin banners
See I that shit to make my eyes sad
So I jumped off early, got on the of the 10
I'm all in and in the van my man
Now I'm up on the block, lye
And I'm Lou, Spig, and Tah
Now lookin at us, lookin at us
Police they wanna through and rush
But we got no crack, we got weed
all we need, yes indeed
And I'll,
smoke weed in the hallways,

[Mr.
this job and shove it out quick
Nothin comes easy in world full of shit
I used to get and hustle my man
Here's a little somethin from and the (?)
Now a little somethin from Linden and the (?)
We used to get and hustle my man
Now nothin comes easy in world full of shit
Nigga this job and shove it out quick
Take job and shove it out quick
Nothin comes easy in this world of shit
I used to get and hustle my man
Well here's a little somethin from and the (?)
a little somethin from Linden and the (?)
I used to get down, and my man
Now nothin comes in this world full of shit
Nigga take this job and shove it out

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