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Aiyyo, twist some of (Niggaz down the road to the way to get a new blunt) Yo, put the towel, put the towel the door, son (Got it, man) C'mon man, you just in here, man, put the shit up
Yo, fix the smoke alarm, Word up, man, what the Yo, man, that (Yo, yo, you, remember what happened time)
what I'm saying, man, a motherfucking new here Got that, man Check out, the fucking hoe Get the fuck here, man Word up, up
Just kick T A W L to the Sean Drop bombs, makes me holier than Or Bibles, your idol upon my arrival earth, I was blessed at birth With fucking recitals
Who wanna my skills? Niggaz best to or leave here with my testicles The ill, it sounds like that so Ruck and Rock represent we let your brainz blow
Check it out, yo, who's that nigga over there, Rappers be acting they queer, they need to stop this Or I from the rear, make your locks twist Like titties, when broads take off brassiere You quick
up in your subconscious, it's me Bummy Jah to regulate, so call me MP Make punani puke, throw up your If you got the heart to test the lyrical rocket Fuck shotgun
I got tons that shine, any man him, yo Yo, yo, yo, don't open shit, man Yo, yo, get the, that ain't the fucking knock, man Get the fuck, that, don't open, don't open that shit Fuck ain't the fucking knock, man Yo, let me in, nigs, let me in