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Yeah, you think you goin. where you think you goin.
and gentlemen, it's the unit for the 9-8.
Flipmode squad baby. my word.
All you sucker mc's, try to hide this stuff. come here.
Where you think you goin, nigga. back here.
Y'all niggaz ain't jack. shit !!!

1: baby sham
Aiiyo, the truth.
Too short to let it hurt. some dirt, and be the first slangin hertz.
of the hum of the birds.
Fall back when I on my shine, two shows follow behind.
It's a up vehicle. switchin my lines.
Hotel asks a "could I share my dimes.
Picture that, when you to draw toes.
me close.
Rollin with the wearin yesterdays clothes.
Left a fouled sin into my squad permition.
I dissin, hopin you listen. pay attention.
Fatheresly. the shadow leads you to the hood.
You wanna switch up because some niggas you up.
Or is the fact that they thought you was rollin us.
Left you all draged, like two crashin it up.

Verse 2: spliff
Aiiyo, starr drama.
him to sonna.
Type of nigga would sell crack to your mama.
Take the and give me a bind marijuana.
Check me bound, and some turn panic .
Back in the days. I'm off the like a sonna.
Nigga ! boy. kill emselves like no other.
Kid don't blues brothers.
Cold weather the ramma.
Lye in front off the d.a. and ya .
I represent niggas, carry heat niggas.
Wants to keep niggas. ain't nothing but sweet niggas.
I tooken. gun but cha scar open.
If you fuck wit my squad nigga you think you goin.

Where you you goin.
Where you you goin.
Aiiyo, you doin nigga.
Where you you goin.
Where you you goin.
you think you goin.
Aiiyo, you movin for.
Where you you goin.
you think you goin.
Where you think you
Aiiyo, you doin nigga.
you think you goin.

Verse 3: busta
You that you can run (ha)
You think that you can (haa)
You best you still comin. I think you better slide.
While you stay bitchin, another missin.
Bodies snatch you up.! the cream. .
Cought in hells kitchen. my trigger itchin.
Nervous fucked up.
That's why my twitchin.
Inslave your mentality. nigga fried.
We you, runnin sergeon for a free ride.
Where you you goin son ?
We gon' you soon.
We to take over this shit.
the tycoon.
Blossom and gloom. capture any nigga in a little dark room.
Ha ha ha ha ha.

4: rah digga
Uh oh. you lil league boy I your beats.
You bullshitely, you rock .
Swearin you to ball, when you you're wack.
In a studio settin of a track.
Boy ! rah busy, my shit be way slaver.
rapper ernest like the one slave labour.
One first be the bitch tap oil.
Loyal to my niggas. are fucked around, and riders rappin for you.
Spot blowin. goin' to the top.
Where you you're goin.
Pocket throwin. smooth like the lowin.
Rap flowin.
Where you think goin.

Verse 5:
I'm a man at work.
expert.
Look out you get hurt.
the dirt. line for line.
I be the mastermind.
That's be time watch me shine.
I know the sign.
I'm rich, and still is a bitch.
snitch like camey fake beggar.
Jim baker. I take you're like the undertaker.
money-maker, make that kill for this paper.
on the poppin.
People wanna know when the droppin.
talkin. keep walkin.
Flatbush new york and we for you.
for you.
My struck oil.
Now we platinum things.
Diamond rings. cosy things.
And a for free.
the tunnel to envy.
Ramp's the mc.
My ke! eps growin.
Where you you goin.

Verse 6: lord have
gunnin to.
Splash rain pooves.
Fuck is you. stand peach.
for choose.
booves.
Now low moves.
Smash like statue with jungle jewels.
Son school, wit the dummin crew.
Pay dues. cradle to the graves, hustle grooves.
Flesh tissue. kiss you. no love for you.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And me the wanted fool.
Unfriendly in horrical, power moves.
Snatch loose. a dollar rule.
Raw shit in my hands, and shakes yours with it.
you cause fridget.
Local or distance.
Gets served.
And a burn
Like james evans I'm blowin.
Fuck is wit cha.
you think you're goin.
Where you think goin.
Where you think goin.

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