[I-20 - .. Eastside hoe this our anthem Yo killa's here, I-20 let's run
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Dealer got the coke for all the snorters and the If I say they online, I ain't talkin' computers D.E.C. hoe we back on the grind If I'm in the trap I to pack a mack or a 9 In '94 I'm sellin' bass, in a called spanish trace In a second you can vanish, dead and without a trace I my first case, for boomin' out the back of south deca' Man I wouldn't be there without a Z atleast a half Shit I had to be fresh, had the T's on friday night's And if the car got no shoes, I can't say I'm ridin' right I had trick, out in Eastwick, who turn tricks and suck dick And when I to see her, I would always have a full clip Scottdale bitch, one through some rappin' lands Mr. Coug' a damn shame, call the twins from edge And I will rep the D.E.C., til' it ain't no in me Whether Glenwood, Rainbow, or Macavee see...
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Yeah, I talk that dope folk, rock and dust Treat my hoes my pistols, cock and bust You better study hip-hop, if you think else Could spit the so trill and get they shit off the shelf Niggaz think so fire, well I'ma full alarm blaze Set ya braids on fire, they burn to a fade This that shit dog, let it be known And our in all the car folk, nothin' but chrome all stuntin' in the Dec. dog that's rule #1 Ya see more niggaz rims then a game of 21 And I'm so slum it, my roots are du' deep I'm so if I get shot I'd probably bleed concrete a second, swallow what you heard Try to understand while follow every word they put me on a pedastile and worship what I say I-Dub out that eastside and is how we pray, say ugnhh!
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I-Double, I'm out the Dec., no one is better claim I changed my style, but I only changed the letters From BMX to BMW, AK's to .OZ's to ASCAP, the BUS to please, I'm from Atlanta where we brawl and we fight When you ever heard me and it was only aiight I ain't shit, but I'am the shit, you do the This ain't a clip, it's a full clip, move or get The only one that could be king, I do it for real Don't believe me we can hit the deck and do it for Pretty thugstyle, got bitches kissin' us off Fake sound like bad blaoww's, pissin' me off Infamous, icon, ain't no endin' me Call all you want, and you still won't be D.T.P. Basically y'all faggots, you do it and run Ain't no on the payroll cause we do it for fun, folk
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