| Whassup?
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| What?
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| Hahahaha, k-dee baby!
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| Verse One: Ice Cube, K-Dee
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| I make niggas say 'woof' cos I’m in the coupe with no roof
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| Cos I’m ruff, and nigga you can buck these nuts
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| If you comin with that smooth shit, hard core rules shit
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| [I make the hoes say 'hay' each and every day
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| Bitch cos I’m the k-dee, no I’m not a g]
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| Mothafuckin wannabe mack
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| I gots ta buck… you…right on up, punk you lucky that cha livin
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| Cos I’m the unforgiven; |
| I like power, ain’t a damn thing funny
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| [I like pussy and money
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| And I won’t slam like onyx or never ever stutter
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| But I’m b-b-butter;
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| Leader of the new school, you hard core fool!]
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| Nigga make it ruff!
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| Verse Two: K-Dee, Ice Cube
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| You can lick me up and down till I yell stop!
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| Damn bitch ya missed a drop… cos I don’t play when I sway
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| It’s the quicker picker upper;
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| A pro that moves slow before this ho I’m quick
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| To dump her; |
| so eeny-meeny-miney-mo, where’s my dough?
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| I gots ta make a livin, I out ta get mo;
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| Money, and got more nuts for ya honey; |
| so
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| Come and break me off, this nigga’s walkin soft;
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| It’s the smoothness that make niggas move to this;
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| For you ruffnecks, i’ll check you with my tool and shit;
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| Don’t sweat 'em, just let 'em play that hardcore
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| Role; |
| we still cool, but just make it smooth…
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| You know what, it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
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| How I keep from goin under, I’m chocolate thunder;
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| Ruff as sin, cuts on ya skin
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| And I blend with the tracks, see I’m black
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| K-dee is the mack; |
| matter fact
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| Niggas hit me up with the c’s and b’s
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| But you don’t wanna fuck wit these
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| Cos i’ll put 'em on ya
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| And we’ll have to wake ya mothafuckin ass up with ammonia
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| Cos hardcore rap is always on the map and it don’t stop
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| Devoid of pop; |
| and if I drop another smooth hit
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| It’ll still be hard, cos I helped start this shit;
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| So make it ruff
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| Make it ruff!
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| Make it ruff!
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| MAKE IT- MAKE IT RUFF
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| Verse Three: Ice Cube, K-Dee
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| I hate when niggas get too fuckin sexy on the track, I’m pro black
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| I like hittin switches
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| Hard rhyme sayer!
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| [I thought you knew, but ain’t no thang, you knew the way I swang;
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| Creepin, ain’t no sleepin, ain’t a damn thing changed; |
| I hit ho after
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| Ho with this laid-back shit.]
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| Fool, I kill at will and still can fade that shit; |
| cos it’s the
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| Predator, I edit (?) her, so nigga watch yo step!
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| It ain’t no sweat for me to buck buck nigga don’t give a fuck; |
| you
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| Better duck duck or get your ass stuck stuck!
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| [Don't let the smooth shit fool ya, cos I can get it on; |
| cos I be
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| Breakin bones like dragonfly jones; |
| quick to put em on ya.]
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| Don’t make me act a fool! |
| nigga, make it ruff!
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| Make it ruff
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| MAKE- MAKE IT- MAKE IT RUFF
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| …make it ruff
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| Ice cube’s up in this motherfucker
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| MAKE IT RUFF
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| MAKE- MAKE IT RUFF- RUFF
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| MAKE- MAKE IT RUFF
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| MAKE IT RUFF- RUFF |