| What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
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| Eastside, Westsider
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| What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
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| Northside, Southsider
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| What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
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| Everybody, let’s ride
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| What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
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| I feel like JE, where the party at?
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| Got OG in my party pack
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| They check the watch, it’s time to settle in
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| Hop out the drop, dripping melanin
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| I went to church and got baptized
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| Hit the block, it got strap-tized
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| Traumatized when my rep die
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| Another victim on the Leftside
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| Woah, can’t fuck with niggas with a narrow vision
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| I’m in the Chi eating Harold’s Chicken
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| Lil' mama pull up tryna burn something
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| It ain’t a loss if you learn from it
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| Yeah, yeah, they done seen everything from A-Z
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| Keep your religion in this slavery
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| I got the game from Dick Gregory
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| So don’t you speak unless you paying me
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| Ayy, fuck your friends, baby, you shake
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| Ayy, I take you home and see how you taste
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| Uh, yeah, I go Boise with the blue face
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| Word to Tae, I go Boise with the blue face
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| Okay, okay, hey
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| Flood the town, diamonds in the crown, woah
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| Bust it down, yeah, make it bust it down, woah
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| Eastside, Westside go crazy
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| Southside, Northside go crazy
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| Flood the town, diamonds in the crown, woah
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| Bust it down, make her bust it down, woah
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| Eastside, Westside go crazy
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| Southside, Northside go crazy
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| Okay, mayor status, hella playerlistic when I slide
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| Your favorite rapper ain’t got flavor like this when I ride
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| Worldwide, everywhere I fly, they be screaming «Tribe»
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| Get it tatted, smoke while you at it, planet earth is live
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| Free like the style that my niggas always kick
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| I charge for the high 'cause them niggas talk shit
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| But when you moving how I’m moving and you doing what I’m doing
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| And you grooving how I’m grooving, oh, your movement is exclusive
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| I pull up, pull up, juiced up
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| Yeah, we doing things you ain’t used to
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| And if you ever switch crews and you thought that we would lose
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| And you see us, what we do, you say «What's up, what’s up, what’s up»
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| Ha, mama taught me well, said «Don't trust no fucking buster»
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| If she bust it open quick, chances are she ain’t no lover
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| Somebody tell these niggas that they fresh fitted ain’t custom
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| It’s weed where I land, I ain’t stressing out through customs
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| You know I never stress, I’m Mamba with the left
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| Obama at his best, I’m lava in the flesh
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| Mean I’m hotter than the press, you look for someone realer
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| You ain’t found a nigga yet, what side? |
| Nigga, West
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| That’s why most women love me and they niggas hate me
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| So fresh, couldn’t look better in HD
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| These new rap niggas way too lazy, they can’t be
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| Mentioned in the same sentence 'cause we really crazy
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| Now look, bounce when I ride through
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| They banging us in the drive through
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| They playing us in they high school
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| Ha, now you niggas playing by my rules
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| Wait, look up
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| Flood the town, diamonds in my crown, woah
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| Bust it down, yeah, I can bust it down, woah
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| Eastside, Westside go crazy
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| Southside, Northside go crazy
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| Flood the town, diamonds in my crown, woah
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| Bust it down, make her bust it down, woah
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| Eastside, Westside go crazy
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| Southside, Northside go crazy |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Planet Earth Is Live, artist - Audio Push. Album song Last Lights Left, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп