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Meanwhile in the room 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 just got this product transported for essay, Gea, to say who ?
Kid at your speakers, is the same kid that be like (puuut puuut
puuut) in chicas
Keep that ass like a horny Egyptian, as we proceed to rip shit
Baby, I be S-T-O-N-E Crazy, red Mercury blow spot up
I keep one eye on snakes the other on
3rd eye on my money with no time to take a
They only break I 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, a fatty, kick back
And enjoy what I got to say, cause this type of shit your don't

Big Ju, rugged and rawnchy, never
And huant me to live in this world that don't me
A fowl nigga maybe the fowlest ever encounter
Murder for the amount, money to count
Cuban cable cash around the table
My record label watchin' the sons and stable
Bit my shit, but you wack and wasn't
Silence, we bringin' the from the cradle
Fatal I see a bitch nigga and face, you like a foreigner frontin' in a
place
You in Corona, Stone and Babalona
got a tight grip Isatona

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

Beatnuts, Supa Supreme team from
Grand Imperial and say "whoyounawmean?" (x4)

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