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Meanwhile in the control at the back of the theater...

These brats swam, I they would
Your is working master.
Of course!

(knocking) Who is it?
delievery.
Who is it?
It's a delivery.
Who is it. (Fuck it)
UPS up.

Les:
I got this product transported for essay, Gea, connect to say who ?
Kid coming at speakers, is the same kid that be like (puuut puuut
puuut) coming in
Keep shakin' that ass like a Egyptian, as we proceed to rip shit
Baby, I be S-T-O-N-E Crazy, red Mercury blow your up
I one eye on snakes the other on jakes
3rd eye on my with no time to take a break
They break I make is when I gab the breed and jump in the get-away
(It's got to be now) but for now is the way
Pop my CD in your Sony play, twist a fatty, back
And enjoy what I got to say, cause this type of shit don't hear

Big Ju, rugged and rawnchy, never
And huant me to live in this world that don't me
A fowl nigga maybe the you'll ever encounter
Murder for the smallest amount, to count
Cuban cable givin' cash the table
My record label watchin' the sons steady and
Bit my shit, but you and wasn't able
Silence, we bringin' the violence from the
Fatal when I see a bitch nigga and face, you like a frontin' in a
dangerous
You in Corona, Stone City and
Dominicians got a tight grip

Pyscho
Catch me in Corona, on a corner, hotter Daytona
Sippin' Arizona, moves on a celly phona
Touch flip, 9-11, the click, we connect like internet
Cash checks, blast techs, that burn holes to lest bet,
Get they ass ripped, that quick, to play me like a camel
with my moola, telling me to change my formula
Alcohol and lye be the perfect combination, my organization move the
automation, with no hesitation, no doubt son (naw mean?)
It's off the books (it's off the books baby) It's off the books year

Beatnuts, Supa Supreme team Queens
Imperial and misters say "whoyounawmean?" (x4)

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