Fuck shit is real right here
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RocaFella LOX
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takin the streets
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over motherfuckers
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Don't get it twisted
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Yo shut the fuck up 'fore
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I blast and Banned
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From TV your ass
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with no mask look at
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the camera like what
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Yeah I did it like them
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sick white boys
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the court committed
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To the death of me
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I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy
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Drop 100 bars for real
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like I'm lookin for a deal
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If I ain't hungry
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who the fuck is
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I'm worse than them African kids
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I ain't straight til
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my numbers match the Motorola bid
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And walk the streets up in
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like I don't fuckin care
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If I ain't strapped that means
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I took em off my Nike Airs
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Get off mine, y'all
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talk shit like little children
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when I ride mine like bitched
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when I walk up in the building
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Cause I catch tans in the winter
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with wild whores
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Jetskiin while you keep warm
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at corner stores
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I make it hot floodin your block
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the best way
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Professionally they'll find
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poison in your X Ray
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As I get roasted lookin at
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Biggie posted on my wall
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Takin shots of Louie til I fall
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Nuttin to lose just load
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the clip up in the groove
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and kick rhymes to the poster
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til I swear Big move
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My team you would think was
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on Thorazine
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How we floss and don't
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give a fuck what it's costing
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pressure bust pipes
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it's time to apply it now
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Pick out a quiet town
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and tie it down
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Make niggaz lock it down
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y'all know where to buy it now
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Beanie Mac I supply it now
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My squad roll deep
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in foreign cars with two seats
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Couple of 5's a 6 a few Jeeps
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Bag enough coke to last a few weeks
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in case niggaz wanna test
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vest and a few heat
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You really wanna test my name
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And test my game
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Until you have me test my aim
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Y'all niggaz nuts like testicles
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Cut you up in your
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'partment building best of view
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It's best for you to
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keep on walkin
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Heat from the noggin
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keep on sparkin
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Platinum prezzie Bezzie
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stay sparklin
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Cop off the lot never
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see me at the auction
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Pint of Bacardi darken
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when it's hawkin
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Out on the strip until
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I reach the margin
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Not tryin to meet the Seargeant
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at the precinct
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Eatin cheese sandwiches
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down for the weekend
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Locked up with dirty white
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boys and Ricans
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Now if I kill you I probably
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do ten in the box
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Come down on appeal then
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I'm killin your pops
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You feelin The LOX
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nigga why you grillin The LOX
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If this rap shit don't work
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niggaz still in the spot
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You bring it to me
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I gotta lose your family
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Gangstas don't die
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they get chubby,
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and move to Miami
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Shit is deep now dog
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but it gets deeper
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Fuck it the weather's nice
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and the price is much cheaper
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I put it on tape, you gon' buy it
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I put it in a bag
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you gon' try it
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y'all niggaz can't deny it
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Lot of cats still tryin
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to study my last bounce
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Tell you what get a beat
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tape and a half ounce
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They got me where I can't be
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without my large gat
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Teflon long sleeve
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and my hardhat
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Don't matter if I'm openin up
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or headline
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Doin the speed limit
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or pushin red lines
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Six months in the county
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or fed time
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I'ma be the 'Kiss nigga
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until it's bedtime
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Anything I'm on is a classic
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any nigga
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ever had beef with
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son is a bastard
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Anytime I spit spit acid LOX
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Ruffryder you heard
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We got the game mastered
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I told you the pain was comin
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You wouldn't listen
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You tried to play me like a joke
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Now who got the last laugh
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Now take these bullets
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with you to hell
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You motherfuckers is sick
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don't think Sauce the shit
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So many niggaz on my nuts
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I thought I lost my dick
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Picture me fallin off
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I'm camera shy
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Hammers fly, might miss you
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but your man'll die
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What's the difference Either way
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I'm stunnin your crew
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I fuck to win, y'all
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niggaz comin to lose
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Somethin to prove Spit it
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we can have a sprayoff
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I lay off wet niggaz and
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kill em on my day off
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Ain't nuttin for me to
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bust a trey off
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Murder the whole month
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of April nigga
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just to take May off
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Run with more Germans than Adolf
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you light crews
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Now I concentrate on your camp
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like Jews
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Flow hot like a heatwave bitch
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Whips fatter than them shits
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they beat slaves with
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I'm a meal stackin nigga
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who pull quick still packin
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for you Phil Jackson niggaz
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on that Bull
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I don't give |