| Ladies and gentlemen
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| The G-G-G-G-G-GBC
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| The G-G-G-G-G-GBC
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| Is in
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| The
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| House
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| Scoop Deville
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| Hop up, hop up out the range
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| It’s Devill-e in the game
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| With no logos on the chain
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| And I let my pants hang
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| In the streets bang bang
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| But I ain’t been the same since the rap game changed
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| A lot of suckas wanna try to take my fame
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| You just mad cuz all you do is the same old thang
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| I just laugh
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| Still sparking the same old flames
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| Slick talking, moon walking all over LA
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| I love my city
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| Like I love my committee
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| Trigger finger is itchy you know we getting it busy
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| You know I’m so really
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| Yall millie vanillie
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| I’m at the Hollywood heezy splitting a philly
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| I split a couple millies
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| Make a couple of billies
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| Split up the whole city and be richer than Richie
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| I split a couple millies
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| Make a couple of billies
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| Split up the whole city and be richer than Richie
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| Hey
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| Chorus
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| Rolling down the street
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| Sitting crooked in my seat
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| Head bobbing to the beat
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| Let the volume peak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Rolling down the street
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| Sitting crooked in my seat
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| Head bobbing to the beat
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| Let the volume peak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Ryu
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| I don’t say I’m going in
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| I’m already there
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| I’m a grizzly bear in the woods nah
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| Boys in the Hood got
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| 3 dozen freaks and they all on my Woodcock
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| Play some Get Busy turn the club into Woodstock
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| Take your top off
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| Hop in the rideya
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| If you smoking some ganja got coke in the casa
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| If you want it you can have it I’m supporting your habit
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| You can snort the whole bag if that’ll force you to grab it
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| Dab a little on your gums and
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| Let it get numb
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| Bobbing to the words and
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| Weaving to the drums
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| You ain’t gotta front girl I know you wanna fuck
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| Cuz if you ain’t trying to fuck what you doing on the bus?
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| You ain’t gotta front girl I know you wanna fuck
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| Cuz if you ain’t trying to fuck what you doing on the bus?
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| Chorus
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| Rolling down the street
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| Sitting crooked in my seat
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| Head bobbing to the beat
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| Let the volume peak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Rolling down the street
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| Sitting crooked in my seat
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| Head bobbing to the beat
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| Let the volume peak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Like uhh
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| No time to speak
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| Apathy
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| I’m dumber than dumber gets
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| Much hotter than summer gets
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| Summer fling, somersaults, something something, summer chicks
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| I’m coke in the nose
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| Your brok and it shows
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| I’m dumping dummies in dumpsters with the dumbest of flows
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| I’m picture perfect as picture Picasso
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| Naw don’t picture Pablo
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| Just picture diablo
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| Lamborghinis spanish like bikinis at car shows
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| I’m coke by the cargo
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| I got an embargo
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| A killer like Fargo
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| A fucking retard tho
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| With bicycle helmets I grab the mic and I melt it
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| Ima either bite or repel it
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| Cuz they bite it to sell it then cut it and bag it
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| Cuz Ap is fish scale to them real rap addicts |