| It’s Frank Nitty in the place to be
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| With J — D to the ILLA and the L.I.B
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| So let me see you touch the sky
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| Let me see you raise them hands up high
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| Madlib, Frank, Dank, Dilla
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| Chasing paper blazin up in this bitch
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| We raise up the stakes
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| A little bit and SHUT SHIT DOWN
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| Tone to chrome to the zone?
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| You need to put your hands up
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| Is what you need to do
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| Plus niggas got game like the Ps2
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| It’s Dankery off and here bout to set it
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| Things looked charged in here bout to let it go
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| Back and Forth like a big ol ass
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| I’m a mack of course that’s a big ol ass
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| Got me up in this muthafucker
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| I am in this muthafucker
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| Yea nigga!
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| D.I.L… A the man the myth
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| The plan is to get the grands
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| And cause panic when I spit that
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| It’s that bout it, bout it
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| Niggas thinking they hot but it’s not
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| It’s…
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| It’s Dank Hard looking for hoes
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| The ones that working it hard
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| I’m looking for those
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| So they can shake their ass for us
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| I told ya’ll in McNasty trust
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| We got bitches, weed and blunts
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| We go with the fall guys leading stunts
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| Cause players is out here doing their thing
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| I told what McNasty brings
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| It’s gangsta we all chasing scrilla
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| Bet your ass, that it’s not a game
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| We real ghetto with the
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| Filth, flawn, flawn, filth
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| Hittin em hard with the bars that I spit
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| It’s Frank-N-Dank
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| You know who it is
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| Rocking over tracks with Dilla
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| And my nigga Madlib
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| Cause we are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| It’s Frank, Dank, Dilla
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| Chasing paper, blazing up in this bitch
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| So raise up the stakes nigga
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| It’s Frank, Dank & J Deezy
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| With Madlib colabin'
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| To bringin that heat to blast nigga
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| And we gets dirty
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| Like we bred and crispy
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| Stripin away your pride
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| We get busy with the
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| Pat Banis Madlib
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| And J to the Frank
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| And mad is at it again
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| And we got those chickens
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| Plus the flow is sick
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| Known for the pimpin
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| Hoes blow the dick
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| When I pop collars
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| Drop dollas, hop, hoppin
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| In and out of 2000 plus caddys
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| And blazin that ism
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| Bangin that boomin system
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| Jeep volume, feets tallin
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| Jeep crawlin, we ballin
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| Told ya’ll before not to play me out the gate
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| Gettin cake and rocking chains
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| Making nigga, NV, tens beating
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| Takin the game like Vincent C, nigga
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| Wack niggas go straight to the back
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| Cause we all up in here
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| Don’t know how to react when
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| All ladies go straight to the front
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| Cause we’re real playalistic
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| We know what you want when
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka
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| We are in this muthafucka |