| You know how we do it, every day, all day
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| Ain’t nothin' goin on but the bomb ass rap song
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| Hittin' all night long
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| Just like me on the black and white ivory
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| Gettin' six on artillery you don’t want to see a G
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| Break yo' ass like dishes
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| Buster ass tricks sleep with the fishes
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| Runnin' from Lennox up at Venice
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| They want to have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace
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| But that ain’t poppin', ain’t no stoppin'
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| Fo' hoppin, ass droppin', Coupe DeVille
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| My truth can I’ll, fool I got skills
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| So, back on up Tore I check that chin
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| Down as fuck and I’m full off Henn'
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| You gets no love and I thought you knew it
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| Fool, you know how we do it
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| Chillin' with the homies, smellin' the bud
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| Double parked and I’m talkin' to Dub
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| About who got a plan, who got a plot
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| Whom got got, and who got shot
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| Cause everybody knows that he got the info
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| Crazy Toones hangin out the window
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| Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes
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| Da Lench Mob, Planet of the Apes
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| I’m down with Eiht, and Watts Up
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| Kam is solo, they got nuts
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| When I write a sentence
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| I want 'The Bomb, «just like George Clinton
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| Suck-d is down to catch a body
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| Put on Knee Deep, we’ll turn out your party
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| You gets no love and I thought you knew it
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| Fool, you know how we do it
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| Jack be nimble, and Jack be quick
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| If you want to jack me on a lick, 'cause
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| I’m that fool from New York City
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| You played yourself, you think you farted when you shit it
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| That’s how I poke hot lead in yo' ass
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| With «Mo' Bounce to the Ounce"in the dash
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| Mash up, Ve-nice, headed for the West
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| Everything is great, slow down for the dip
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| On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin'
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| Don’t drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin'
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| Stashin a glock and I thought you knew it
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| You know how we do it |