| One fo' seven, the helicopter lights nearly blind me
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| In the south east streets is were you might find me
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| True bandanna, my scanner and my pager
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| In the blue 1994 one blazer
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| And I’m the one all the hoe’s wanna get wit
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| Jack Daniel punch and the indo spliff
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| You don’t like the way I kick shit
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| You can get the dick six fo' three wheelin'
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| Mobbin' to the picnic
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| But somethin’s missin', wake up and stop dreamin'
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| Tyshe let’s take a ride to the coast to get a demon
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| Bring it back to gamba’s part, we brought two
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| And everybody knows what the fuck we gon do
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it, not a little bit
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| (We gon smoke a Sherm stick)
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it
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| Not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip
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| (Sherm stick)
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| In the men’s bathroom, fool let me have room
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| And so I light it right, so it won’t go boom
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| I took fo' hard hits and passed it to the next man
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| Now it seems like I got powers like the X-men
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| Sittin' on the curb for four fuckin' hours dog
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| Thinkin' 'bout my homie in the pen, lil' boss hog
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| Damn near dead, right to head to the tilt
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| My home girl woke me up, wit a carton of milk
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| I’m glad I didn’t get caught slippin' when I was sleepin'
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| On them fools from the other side they call themselve’s creepin
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| But see sucka, I’m from the gangs to make some crew
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| And everybody knows what the fuck we gon do
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it
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| Not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip
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| (We gon smoke a Sherm stick)
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it
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| Not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip
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| (Sherm stick)
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| Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip
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| (We gon smoke a Sherm stick)
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| Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip
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| (Sherm stick)
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| I flips the ill gangsta shit on the worst day
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| Bitches sayin' go bullet lock it’s ya birthday
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| My homie B.K., threw a party and I got there late
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| You know I had to make them hoe’s wait
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| And when I arrived, the whole shit was in a trance
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| Nigga’s gettin' bong out, muthafucka dance
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| Haha, gettin' ready for the next batch
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| My homie’s asshole naked, doin' the muthafuckin' cabbage patch
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| Nigga’s throwin' up, it’s a part of growin' up
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| My piss test is straight, it ain’t shit showin' up
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| So duck, 'cause the next busta might be you
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| Now all y’all nigga’s know what my crew 'bout to die
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it
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| Not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip
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| (We gon smoke a Sherm stick)
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| We gon smoke a dip, all of it
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| Not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip
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| (Sherm stick)
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| Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip
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| (We gon smoke a Sherm stick)
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| Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip
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| (Sherm stick)
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| Yeah, this for y’all nigga’s out there and y’all bitches out there
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| Smokin' that border, rest in peace big tray dogg, much love loc |