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(yo, you at? ) uptown let me see em Notorious for the six-fives and the Heads you beef, you put em in the mausoleum And the shit start pumpin til after 12 pm Ugnh, minds, I free em If you tired of the old everyday you will agree i'm, The obligated, hard and r-rated Stated to be the best, I must confess the star it Some might even say this song is I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses Whether your ridin the or in lexus-es This is for rollies or timex-eses Wicked exorcist, this is the joint You holdin up the wall, then you missin the
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