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I say
I can it to you but whatcha gon do wit it,
I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo
wha-wha whaaat

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I can give it to ya but whatcha do wit it
I'm in texas I'm bumpin' screw music
With big and scarface and luke loop
Me and lil' like bo and luke duke
When I'm in I go to scoop luke
To see the peep and hit the duke shoot
Went to branson, to back, lex coup
Up in "harlem world" in my boots
Two suckers had beef so I them shoot
Called up rat, copped a bullet proof
t-funk he took is to the fruit
Then he went to the tunnell and brought the roof
Mink and moet, bitches drippin sweat
Slang a cassette to funkmaster
And now I'm bumpin' on coast tapedecks
Went from swatch to platinum
S.d., jersey we more sex
next
Go

Im too sexy for my hood, hood
Im too sexy for my low ridahh [2x]

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If my niggas eat then y'all niggaz cant sleep
I begun to peep nightmare on elm street
Release from jones beach to beach, capeesh?
Kickin dust as I bust, ....
And all them crooked on the beat
My niggas bring the funk like your grandpa
Til death do us part, save my bullets for the
With darts, like hbo watching after
No love for a mark, less for a trick
That wanna be mike, mike who my ...
shit hotness
Run wit my that ain't got shit
Pop shit, and poetry for profit
One time, out for mine, but stop it
Trying to keep they hands in my
So I obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic
Leave the crop spotless
Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the
Niggas, your watches
We're goin in, wit nothing but a logo
Mr. meth, (dmx!)
Im running

I got a wicked flow and I'm gonna it yo
the pressure
Snatching niggas up just like a chain off the
Niggas hit me with the shit then what
I shake that off *arf arf arf* then go ...
Ive been down too long, a motherfucker show me nothing
Y'all .. niggas is duckin me like you owe me
I got more than an esse, but lets say
I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your day
The best way you can hope to get to me
Is here under my wing like you're supposed to be
The first time you acting fuckin strange
Best to be ducking
Talkin shit wearing a chain
I niggaz like promises
Split em' like thomas'
And sell more drugs a pharmacist
Strapped wit but a rhyme a long history of violent crime
Attitude that mind doing time