| Do this, ugh, come on, come on
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| Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on
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| (Ho)
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| Watch the mic blow
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| I flip scripts and the Dump drops the ammo
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| Time to get wreck with the new style
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| It’s '93 and MC’s are gettin' buck wild
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| But I ain’t a nigga
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| That’s gonna get left with a big zero as a figure
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| I’m gonna end up with a big sum
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| 'Cause if you don’t like one jam, I always got another one
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| Different, specifically I don’t copy
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| Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy
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| I don’t play one game
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| I bust about a dozen cuts on my LP’s, none the same
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| I ain’t new to this, I ain’t new to this
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| Never been new to this, nigga, new to this
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| I ain’t new to this, fool, new to this
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| Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
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| Boom bam, I drop fat slang
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| When I used to hustle, used to be down with the crack game
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| When I was young, I used to roll with a street gang
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| If you wanna squabble, muthafucka, it ain’t no thang
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| I ain’t new to this, I ain’t new to this
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| Blow your dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
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| Ugh, ah, what’s up? |
| Now your eyes swoll'
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| Thought I went soft 'cause my records went gold
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| (Sucker)
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| Buster, you’se a muthafuckin' punk fool
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| Caught you in your eye while you reached for your tool
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| Now it’s mine and you’re blind
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| Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop goes the nine
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| Yeah, what you’re dissin' 'bout, friend?
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| Sayin' I went out but you ain’t never been in
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| I got R E S P E C T in the industry
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| That’s somethin' that you’ll never see
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| I ain’t new to this, I ain’t new to this
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| Never been new to this, nigga, new to this
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| I ain’t new to this, fool, new to this
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| Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
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| They can get a smack for that
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| Yeah, yeah
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| On and on to the funk track
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| Back glass shakin' like shit, that’s where the trunk’s at
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| That’s 'cause my shit’s made for
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| Niggas that are hardcore
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| Brothers is quick to hook a left to your right jaw
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| Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls, come on
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| Get your clothes off and the fun on
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| Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls, come on
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| Get your clothes off and the fun on
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| It’s time to check cash
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| Jump in my 4, hit the switch and lay the ass
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| While the Klan try to kill me
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| But I wrote 'riot' on my muthafuckin' will, gee
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| So when I’m gone, it’s on
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| Caps goin' off on the streets like popcorn
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| Talkin' 'bout Simon till the early morn'
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| Word is bond but now I just cool
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| Bumpin' my Gang Starr tape by my pool
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| I ain’t new to this
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| I ain’t new to this, I ain’t new to this
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| Never been new to this, nigga, new to this
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| I ain’t new to this, fool, new to this
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| Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
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| Check, check, I got problems with the press
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| Caught the punk in traffic, stabbed the sucker in his neck
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| (Ugh)
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| Punk reporter tried to diss me
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| (Ugh)
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| Now the muthafucka’s history
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| (Ha)
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| I got to make a break hardcore fat tape
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| Word, I don’t fantasize, I don’t exaggerate
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| Just kick correct with the 1 2 mic check
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| Still quick to swing, take a sucker to the deck
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| I’m not the nigga you should step to like a sucker
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| Walk up talkin' shit, you best to be a good ducker
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| Your posse best to run from my gun
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| Keep my nine off safety and E holds the other one
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| (Yeah, sucker)
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| I ain’t new to this, I ain’t new to this
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| Never been new to this, nigga, new to this
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| I ain’t new to this, fool, new to this
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| Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
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| They can get a smack for that
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| And you don’t stop
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| Fuck, fuck around and get your punk ass dropped
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| Yeah, Ice-T
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| '93 for the underground
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| I ain’t new ta this |