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

These brats swam, I knew they
plan 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' 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 the other on jakes
3rd eye on my with no time to take a break
They only 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 play, twist a fatty, kick back
And enjoy what I got to say, cause type of shit your don't hear

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

Pyscho
Catch me in Corona, on a corner, hotter than
Sippin' Arizona, moves on a celly phona
Touch tone flip, 9-11, the click, we connect internet
Cash checks, blast techs, that burn holes to lest bet,
Get ass ripped, that quick, trying to play me like a camel
with my moola, telling me to change my formula
Alcohol and lye be the 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 and misters say "whoyounawmean?" (x4)

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