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

Verse 1: 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 nigga: "could I my dimes.
Picture that, when you scared to toes.
me close.
Rollin the dogs 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 up because some niggas stalked you up.
Or is the fact that they thought you was with us.
Left you all draged, like two trains it up.

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

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

Verse 3: rhymes
You think you can run (ha)
You that you can hide (haa)
You believe you still comin. I think you better slide.
While you bitchin, another nigga missin.
Bodies snatch you up.! the cream. .
Cought in hells kitchen. my fingers itchin.
Nervous fucked up.
why my nerves twitchin.
Inslave your mentality. brain fried.
We after you, runnin for a free ride.
Where you you goin son ?
We catch you soon.
We to take over this shit.
the tycoon.
Blossom and gloom. capture any nigga sober in a little room.
Ha ha ha ha ha.

Verse 4: rah
Uh oh. you lil boy I know your beats.
You sound bullshitely, you .
you to ball, when you know 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.
to my niggas. enemies are fucked around, and riders rappin for you.
Spot stays blowin. to the top.
you think you're goin.
Pocket throwin. smooth like the lowin.
Rap flowin.
Where you you're 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 full time me shine.
I the seven sign.
I'm rich, and still is a bitch.
Losin' snitch camey fake beggar.
Jim baker. I take life like the undertaker.
money-maker, make that kill for this paper.
on the poppin.
People wanna when the album droppin.
Start talkin. walkin.
Flatbush new york and we for you.
for you.
My squad 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.
you think you goin.

Verse 6: have mercy
gunnin to.
Splash rain pooves.
Fuck is you. start peach.
for choose.
booves.
Now low moves.
crew like statue with jungle jewels.
Son gets school, wit the crew.
Pay double dues. to the graves, hustle grooves.
Flesh tissue. death kiss you. no for you.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And me the wanted fool.
Unfriendly in horrical, power moves.
Snatch loose. a dollar rule.
Raw business in my hands, and shakes yours with it.
Till you fridget.
or long distance.
Gets served.
And crash a
Like james when I'm blowin.
is wrong wit cha.
Where you you're goin.
Where you you're goin.
Where you you're goin.

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