| Lets flip the script a lil bit
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| With this pimp ass type shit right here
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| They dont really know about this though
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| So recognize me, LBC. |
| Peep game on this though
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| Now listen to the sound, break em off a lil somethin
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| Ain’t nuthin poppin but the hood so keep it bumpin
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| Rollin down the backstreets of East Long Beach, yeah
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| Atlantic contract flossin with Big Beat
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| Conversation on the corner with the skirts to put the word in
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| Here comes M&M and DJ Glaze in a Suburban
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| Leanin out the side of the ride, whats poppin locc
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| Lets grab these hoochies, E&J and blaze up the smoke
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| So we continued on a mission and I’m ready to ride
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| My kinfolk’s on the corner, Twin crawl inside
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| And take a stroll with the locc, cuz we goin smoke tonight
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| So parlay as we slide down MLK
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| With intentions to be makin a grip, so what is this
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| Understand the definition, big daddy’s a pimp
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| Blowin smoke with my loccs, headin to the Eastside
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| So recognize game when you see the G’s ride
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| Come take a ride
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| And you best recognize
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| See how we ride
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| LBC’s on our side
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| Yeah, that was that smooth type shit
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| Takin you to another level with a different type flow
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| Yeah, give it to me. |
| Take me to the bridge Glaze
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| Lets just glide, ride, dip, slide, to the Eastside |