| Joe Blow: Call it what you want bruh
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| A-Wax: You doin' diss records and shit
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| Joe Blow: Call it what you want bruh
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| A-Wax: Call it what, nigga?
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| Joe Blow: Call it what you want
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| (Call it what you want, call it what you want)
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| Nobody believes you! |
| (Nobody believes you!)
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| (Call it what you want)
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| (No one know your name bruh!)
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| Talk is cheap, he saw me and he got amnesia
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| All this beef, I feel like Rocky in that freezer
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| Ballin' on 'em, you can watch us from the bleachers
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| Sippin' so much lean, I hope I don’t start havin' seizures
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| Slidin' on them suckas, I ain’t talkin' 'bout no Visas
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| I’m just in the cut, why Donnie Brasco tryna reach us?
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| On that protocol, we really follow gang procedure
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| How much for his life? |
| I just now spent that on my sneakers
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| Swear to God about what was gon' happen had you seen us
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| Seen us, bought that knife, if you had pipe, you ain’t use neither
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| It’s amazing I got this from only speakin' English
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| Burberry from head-to-toe, today I feel distinguished
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| I had two in prison, people my age, wasn’t seniors
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| Smokin' so much I forgot most of the shit you’ve seen bitch
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| Recognized so much, it might be time for a scene switch
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| You keep hatin' on me, I’ll keep doggin' out your dream bitch
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| Ya ain’t like that, ya ain’t really like that (Ya ain’t like that)
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| In the smoke shop, askin' «Where the knife’s at?»
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| Where your blow sold? |
| Where you push that white at?
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| I’m so cold, I’ll sell an Eskimo his ice back
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| Nobody believes you (Nobody believes you!) In the hood you claim you came from
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| You need to explain, how come no one know your name bruh? |
| (No one know your
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| name bruh?)
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| How come no one’s ever seen you? |
| (Seen you?)
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| If that’s really where you from, why not tap in with your people?
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| (Tap in with your people?)
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| All this smoke, I feel like Dre up in that low-low
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| All these suckas just be makin' shit up, Joe Blow
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| Wouldn’t be surprised if they would say some shit to po-po
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| When you in the P, best hide your face and keep a low-pro'
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| You know who killed your best friend but nothin' happened with 'em
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| We got paperwork on Hus and you still rappin' with 'em
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| Talkin' 'bout you from they sideway, you ain’t tap in with 'em
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| He don’t mean those words he say, so he’s not emphatic with 'em
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| In the hood you claim you came from
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| They want you to come explain bruh
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| Where’d you used to sell that 'caine bruh?
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| How come no one know your name bruh?
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| Ya ain’t like that, ya ain’t really like that (Ya ain’t like that)
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| In the smoke shop, askin' «Where the knife’s at?»
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| Where your blow sold? |
| Where you push that white at?
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| I’m so cold, I’ll sell an Eskimo his ice back
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| Nobody believes you (Nobody believes you!) In the hood you claim you came from
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| You need to explain, how come no one know your name bruh? |
| (No one know your
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| name bruh?)
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| How come no one’s ever seen you? |
| (Seen you?)
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| If that’s where you from, why not tap in with your people? |
| (Tap in with your
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| people? |
| Your people? |
| Your people?)
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| (Call it what you want, call it what you want)
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| (Call it what you want)
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| (Call it what you want, call it what you want)
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| (Call it what you want…)
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| A-Wax: I’m callin' you a hoe, nigga!
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| Joe Blow: Aight
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| A-Wax: What’s brackin', you gettin' over here, why you runnin'?
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| Joe Blow: Aight…
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| A-Wax: What’s brackin' my nigga? |
| Where you goin'? |