| One, two, one, two, W, K, Y, A
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| Ha, ha, Def Squad niggas, one, two, one, two
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| Gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla house
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| Ooh, so let’s do a little somethin like this
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| Yeah, yo, check it out
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| I’ma walk in gutta, get that butter
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| Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker
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| Hood down, car kinda loud from the muffler
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| Like damn when I profile at the Rucker
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| Bitches got game, I’m above the rim
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| Call my gun Magnolia Soulja Slim
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| Do «The Freak» on the floor, two steps to the side
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| Talk greasy like Popeye’s breast and a thigh
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| I got sour diesel roll
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| One hit of this bitch, your whole staff is out of control
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| I’m programmed for winnin, Sean John to Denim
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| Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin
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| You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth
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| I’m Oscar, no wonder muh’fucker I’m a grouch
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| I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf
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| You tried to hide before your Nextel chirp
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| Blaow gotcha, you the best nigga call the doctor
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| Like Chinese tryin to Salsa
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| It’s never gonna be in groove, call Stella back
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| Holiday Inn 'em, then back in the shuttle van
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| Bitch give me head on the first date, what a fan
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| Three best MC’s I think on the other hand
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| Stand like an officer not a gentleman
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| Niggas get rich off of stolen car settlements
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin like this I say
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| Y’know Im sayin so I said
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey so let’s do a little somethin like this
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| Y’know Im sayin so I said
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| Yeah, I also walk in gutta, holdin my dick
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| A New York nigga man back in the mix
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| I walk up in the spot man, cameras click
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| Cheese, all out my pocket, can’t stop it
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| All you can do now boy is just respect it
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| I ain’t par with the mob, but the E is connected
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| Look what happens when you spin the records
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| Hip Hop at its best, nothin to mess with, yeah
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| I’m right here, there’s no need to download
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| I attract hoes, I ain’t gotta hound those
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| I call the shots, no need to brown nose
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| Cut the check at 40 grand for shows
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| I’m fresh like Doug E, I show ya
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| The beat got it, clap like them boys from 'Nolia, I told ya
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| Yeah, I do it real big by a coat check
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| With no bling bling around my neck, yup
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| Redman and Sermon, with two icons
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| Nigga, I got a gut, fuck pythons
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| I’m an extremist huh, who shake tracks the meanest
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| I’m what a hip hop fiend is
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin like this I say
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| Y’know m sayin so I said
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey so let’s do a little somethin like this
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| Y’know Im sayin so I said
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| Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin my clique
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| A Def Squad nigga yeah, all in your mix
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| Niggas talk shit you get your ass kicked
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| I ain’t a Blood, but I’ll throw you out the whip
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| What you know about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck?
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| With a mean street team outside posted up
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| Toasted up, ready to roast a duck, when I say street team
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| I don’t mean niggas that put posters up word
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| Let’s be blatant, you achin and ancient
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| We capered in your hood with dirty machetes and bloody aprons
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| I’ll acquire a tec, quiet your rep
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| Stay quiet as deaf or Kanye’s choir rep
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| As I make another left, quiet I crept, quiet you slept
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| I’m back with the tec, like I never left
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| See frivolous beef’ll get you curiously shot
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| You fuckin with Keith, I think seriously not
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| I attack like a blue nose pit off gunpowder
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| And love to soup the beef up just like clam chowder
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| With my squad in the house, we misbehave
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| Get drunk and tongue kiss bitches like Flavor Flav
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin like this I say
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| Y’know Im sayin so I said
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| I say yes, yes y’all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y’all
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| Party havin people guaranteed to be like havin a ball
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| Hah, hey, hey, hey so let’s do a little somethin like this
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| Y’know Im sayin so I said
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| One, two, one, two, please man don’t get with that bullshit
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| So let’s do a little somethin like this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Walk With Me , by - Blue Sky Black Death. Song from the album The Blue Sky Black Death Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп