MT Benzino Daz Dilly
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Yeah...
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[Daz Dillinger]:
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Hey I'm back with a hit at then dumpsters
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plus your speakers dump that real shit
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to blow out your tweeters pull out your
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heaters if your cold warm it up get it
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up my niggas and my bitches get your
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hands get em up I gets rough ride I
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get it raw like never before hard core
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explore nigga to knock down your door
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it seems you can't take no more so
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stick em up now give it up to get
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your nigga's buck what the fuck I
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struck a match I tip my hat to the
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left I get them niggas with the laws
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of death I got the rep motherfucker
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my name is Daz I'll whoop ass every
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day all day I count big ass cash it's
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just I keep on comin with it I know
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you're scare with it it's Diggy Daz
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and Benzino back on a fuckin mission
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oh no nigga I'm back with another
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dose and if you niggas don't know I
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rock coast to coast I hit you with a
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click-clack and a pick-pack niggas
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wanna do that and they said that I
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did that the D-A to the Z and Mr.
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Dillinger willin to fuck a reese
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Now my niggas you know who run the
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streets everytime I come around to
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your club or the spot we got it hot
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all my niggas and bitches why don't
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you yell it out {Daz} and if you
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see me coast to coast don't act
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like you seen a ghost just scream
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it out
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[Chorus]:
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Benzino temperature is risin I want you inside me touchin on my body
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Boy you got me burnin and I can't hide this feeling I'm extra hot and
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I'm waitin for you
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[Benzino]:
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I'm steady livin and shit you see
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it's evident I canary wearin it
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not even hearin ya meet her at
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the Merridian unforgetable
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experience hit that I'm killin
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it macked out I'm swervin it
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crapped out your nervousness
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stacks I be deservin them
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cats I'm not concerned with
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them who you I never heard
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of ya act out I murder ya
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blast out I'm burnin ya
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niggas ain't that appalin
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and chicks I be importin them
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fly that ass Zino put you up
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in first class she bring a
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coat for D-A-Z at the crib
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with L-T feelin doggy-style
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part three
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[Daz Dillinger]:
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Everytime I come around
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your clubs or your spot we
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get it hot all my niggas and
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bitches why don't you yell it out
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{Daz} and if you see me coast
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to coast don't act like you
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seen a ghost just scream it out
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[Chorus]
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[Benzino]:
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Click clack I'm bustin em
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hit stacks I'm clutchin em
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this track I'm crushin em
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back door I'm rushin it
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flip rhymes complete with it
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hit dimes I'm sick with it
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grit nines I'm spittin it
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the ass hard he feelin it
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blast off I'm pealin it
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drop top be wheelin and
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everybody be sayin that
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Benzino is the realest thing
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now here we go again let's
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get this dough again fuck
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it I fly to Logan and Zino
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rip up the show again Chronic
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steady smokin it the drama
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never provokin it niggas
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already knowin that Jacob
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he keeps me glowin and East
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we keep it hustlin South they
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keep it crunk and West they
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keep it comin and West they
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keep on gunnin it
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[Daz Dillinger]:
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Everytime I come around
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your club or your spot we
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get it hot all my niggas
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and bitches why don't you
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yell out {Daz} and if you
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see me coast to coast don't
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act like you seen a ghost
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just scream it out
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[Chorus]
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X-Tra Hot
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