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Cool Breeze, Kurupt, Gotti
In 1999, anything can happen
It will, it will, it will, it will, it
Organized Noize, let's do it, it off, c'mon

Cool Breeze, young Gotti, Noize
We gon' bust mothafuckin' mouth open
No haters allowed, no allowed
Uh, no haters allowed, no, no haters

Cool Breeze, I you was a mothafuckin' fool
Ah yeah, all 'em see me hit 'em
Wanna get blown my living room to my bed
Ya heard what I

Don't come around here again, changin' the game,
I'm my name
Since I shot up the party, I'm 2 young Gotti
Like a fuck, hold 'em up, nigga wha
I'm pressin' it homie, I keep the pistol whistling

Stashin' it nigga, cocked back, it nigga
Be silent, you can hear the falls tricklin'
It's homie, why the fuck you up on me?
how mothafuckas lay in caskets nigga

Fool what, we get it
through your hood with the sawed off pump
Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
Fool,

Hey, I hear you screamin' through your house
Mommy, daddy, the TV on
Breeze done came out
And every time I wear new sneakers

They be on me
All behind my back some school teachers
And be checkin' for me in the
So they can to me real good

And go and make a [unverified] that
Now wanna put it down
You 'em one little record deal
And think they 'bout to run the town

And when they album to get a buzz
Every time you around, you see 'em posted all up in a club
I think smokin' too much ever body
They try to spit one at me, and we end up spittin' one at

It ain't no with the hitman
He bust ten bars, bust back with hands
So keep dial locked and stay tuned
And when you be down in Atlanta, be down with the

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your with the sawed off pump
Fool,

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
Fool what, we get it
through your hood with the sawed off pump
Fool,

No, no haters
No, no haters
No, no haters
No, no allowed

Is that your
(Is it)
Are you for
You ever through war?
(This nigga)
He up and you feed your folks

Where was this when we was broke?
Now I ain't to offend a nigga
But if I struck a nigga, heh, that nigga
Punks ain't made around these

'Cause over here, got heart
The C double O L, nigga, B-R double E Z-E
When I E-E MC E-E, bitch, all y'all is out to get rich
And all [unverified] can eat a fat dick

and my niggas, we got that get back
When we through the club, we make everybody get back
Niggas know about the dirty
ask you one time, then you gettin' your back slammed out

Cool Breeze 5'7"
But break you off quick
And it matter if you 5'11"
I played ball I was cool cut

Everybody used to me, "Don't drop"
'Cause I drop nothin'
One time I up and pulled a gun
And this dough boy down

And made his click make buns
Now time I make a run
My tell me watch my back
'Cause we they still want some

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood with the off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' your hood with the sawed off pump
Fool,

Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood with the off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood with the off pump
Fool,

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your with the sawed off pump
Fool,

Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
what, we get it crunk
Comin' through hood with the sawed off pump
Fool,

We get it
Comin' through your hood with a off pump

We get it
Breeze, 1999

No allowed
No, no allowed
(Cool Breeze, 1999)
No, no haters
No, no haters
(Kurupt, Gotti, 1999)

No, no allowed
No, no allowed
(Yeah, 1999)
No, no haters
No, no allowed
(Y2K)

No, no haters
No, no allowed
No, no allowed

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