| Don’t fuck with those guys man
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| Because they have this certain way of killing people
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| (Verse 1: Yukmouth)
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| Oh no, I think I see the po-po, but how
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| I’m outtie five thou wit my coke and a smile
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| Cause now, the cops will beat yo ass for no reason
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| Hopped in my shit, hit the strip, cause it’s bitch season
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| You know SUMMER, SUMMER, SUMMER TIME
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| Nigga be like love potion number nine
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| Espacilly after summer school, ho’s wanna cruise to the house
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| Whip it out, bumpin some of Dru’s hits
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| Cause that shit that she had was real
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| Perved off the purple head dank, so you know the deal
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| She gave it up smooth
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| Fucked her to, «I Never Had A Love Like This"before the old school
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| Stephanie Mills, bitch let’s go, we chill
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| Big flop, sideways out the parkin lot on three wheels
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| Downing 40's non stop, leavin fools
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| Dropped her off, didn’t want her number
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| Cause the cock wasn’t even cool
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| Went to the mall so I could get me these, K-Swiss
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| Seen my nigga Will&Chris parked at Mickey D’s
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| But as I see, four thick pretty ho’s
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| Jockin Will&Chris cause they be on Short’s video’s
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| Didn’t even trip, cause a bitch thought I was large
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| Gave me a flyer, to a pool party off Mountain boulevard
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| I said, wassup my nigga C wanna go?
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| He said park that shit and hop yo ass in the benzo
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| We went to get the crew but Ted&Ali saw us
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| Now we on our way up they’re wit eight other baller’s
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| We walkin, smokin fatty’s, skee thought we had a work
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| With the back to back caddy’s
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| Throw up the sign, now it’s all good
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| All hoodrat’s jockin on our dicks, so you know that the???
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| We ridin out for some pussy, the bitch I fucked this afternoon
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| Told some men I raped her, how could she?
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| The nigga musta been her folks but
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| He’s walkin 'round talkin shit, so I guess he wanna a Loc' up
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| But my crew couldn’t wait
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| Meech&C&H started slammin hella nigga’s threw da wooden gate
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| Kevy-Kev, and Will, was firin up bomb, wit my nigga’s from the 6−5 Ville
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| Still, it’s goin on, Dru and Tank in the corner gettin blunted
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| Niggas gettin the ass beat wit technique twelve hundred’s
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| Cause in the (record skips), Oakland niggas don’t play
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| Somebody from the Rollin 20's sprayed a AK
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| Cause ain’t nothin but a G thang baby
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| Bitches hoppin out the pool wit G-strings
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| Runnin like crazy
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| Asses wiggling, didn’t see no gentlemen
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| But I seen Dino pull the chopper out his pendelton
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| Numskull and Black Donnie was snatchin bitches swinsuits off
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| Wit Rappin Ronny, Asani, and Ant Banks pulled up on the set
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| Before I could speak, buff ass meaks
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| Had swamped them nigga’s on they necks
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| Fuck gettin smoked, I got ghost wit superside
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| I think a few died, because of that hoo ride
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| (Verse 2: Numskull)
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| As usual, full of liqour, don’t even give a fuck
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| Spotted a hoochie, but really don’t know if she wanna give it up
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| She was all that, fuckable for certain
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| And if she got a nigga then what he don’t know won’t hurt him
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| She said her man was a playa hata
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| I started thinkin bout banks, but the pussy was on stank
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| She steady givin me actions, so what
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| Then I’m got some patna’s wit me, so hey do you have some cuzzards
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| She laughed it off, but I’m serious
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| I got no answer, but I know it’s cool, cause she curious
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| I’m steady watchin my back, cause I don’t trust a ho
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| For as I know, but I still wanna fuck though
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| So I’m lougin, lookin for her nigga
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| She wanted to get drunk, and took a swig of my malt liqour
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| First, she was actin sneaky
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| The crazy H was in her system and she started gettin freaky
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| Her nigga seen what was happenin, he was gettin jealous
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| He was ready to swap, so he called his fella’s
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| Dru Down had seen that nigga swearin up
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| He called Yuk, and C, so I think it’s about fair enough
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| I heard some knuckle’s crack, nigga’s got boggled, black
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| The only thing I see is nigga’s gettin stumbled back
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| They gettin stomped to a pulp
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| Seen some fool lookin like Shelton and choked his ass wit a???
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| Yukmouth was drop kickin nigga’s like SPLINTER
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| When it was done, I seen hella nigga’s injured
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| You betta think 'fore you step cause we high
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| Leavin busta’s for dead, cause of that hoo ride
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| (Verse 3: Dru Down)
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| I had to checkmate this nigga |
| Listen to the trigger go bang, I seen my patna him slangin thangs
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| I mean dogs, so I said wassup y’all
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| They didn’t know what was up so I coughed up my guts somethin fat
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| Somethin put that heat in that ass
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| I’mma make that ass fast, I’mma make that ass dash (goin down)
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| I said get off my folks black, and take that and this
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| And 'fore I spect wit my??? |
| bitch
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| Brotha’s bein sucka’s in the nine-trey, leadin to the nine-fo'
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| Gettin information from ho’s
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| And as you know, that’s a no-no, in the East «O»
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| Listenin to a bitch, startin shit, you got to go
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| The girls got yo head bent
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| I’m tellin you to check you bitch because the bitch fear
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| But now the nigga started actin high-powered
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| But I can see if yo ass had some dollar’s
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| He let the ho get his into a bucket
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| Meech mopped that ass, he peeped the flash, and said fuck it
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| You know it’s on, kicks to the dome
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| But I still can’t see how that muthafucka made it home
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| We made sure he touched everything from the inside to the outside
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| Cause it’s a hoo ride
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| (Dru Down)
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| Yeah, Luni muthafuckin tunes in the house
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| Nine-fo, Nine-three |