| Yeah, what’s up
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| Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch
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| A busa bus, yeah
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| Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again
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| 2003 muthafuckas, yeah all runin through you
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| Welcome home Keith Murray (ah thank you baby)
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| Streets mission nigga, lets give it to em, check it aw yeah
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| Its Flip mode we be all over da place
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| Quick to lay niggas down and lawnmower they face
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| Fuck your bitch before she go to her wedding
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| Fuck around and beat you’re ass with two sticks just like the number 11
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| And yo I fuck with your current and I fuck with your spouse
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| And fuck y’all niggas up for talkin shit in your own house
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| We see y’all niggas bounce and say one
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| You even got no kind a line a credit in da hood that you from
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| I keep my doe stacked for them niggas
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| Spot faggots everywhere like I keep a low jack on them niggas
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| Pretty bitches sprinkle on they chanel
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| After we fuck em all in da club frontin like they pussy don’t smell
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| Then they call me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle
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| How we just be pounding da pussy and makin it swell
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| Fuck that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch
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| Niggas till we see em in hell
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| (Kell Vicious)
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| Now, guess who’s comin through the streets
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| With heat and fire that make the people
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| Say that them niggas got it on smash
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| You know them niggas got it on smash
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| You know them niggas got it on smash
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| (Keith Murray)
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| Yo it’s Def Squad we be all over the place
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| Hog tie, split your back fold you in a suit case
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| Yeah it’s the Mr. Keith Murray Mr. Beef Curray
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| Don’t worry come thru and crush your burberry hat like blueberry’s
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| And all those waiting the waiting is over y’all
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| If I don’t come wit some sick shit I ain’t coming at all
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| But listen you my brother and I love but you pitiful
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| And getting in you’re ass is so therapeutical
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| And just think these hoes be trying to prink
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| When they know teiy look just as stink as hellery swink
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| And cheating rappers make me madder than M&M
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| The night he saw kim kissing that Arabian, I ain’t go forth
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| Pistol whip you, catch a case, get probation violate
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| For smoking more trees than Dionne Warwick
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| The way I be shittin’on the mic I gotta laugh
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| And use a whole roll of tissue to wipe m stanking ass
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| (Keith Murray)
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| Ah yo first of all my rap style is not compatible
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| When white boys come around they be like yo Kell your shit is radical
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| My hang 10 surfs up I left them clueless
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| Not that many MC’s out there can do this
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| This the same old G Darrly mack da ol e
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| And I don’t need your back da Gat can hold me
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| Ain’t state I ain’t been without the mac 10
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| Kell Vics muthafuckin' yeah I’m back again
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| Now everytime I grab the microphone I set the shit on fire
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| Cause yo I ain’t no joke I’m sharp like barb wire
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| Machine gun kelly so don’t get jelly
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| Cause bitch you (can put it in your mouth) like Akinyele
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| You he’s fakin da funk take thes nigga home he drunk
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| Before he wined up in my trunk
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| I gotta left that will fracture your chest and crack ribs
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| L.O.D. |
| mutherfucker we gonna see you again
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| Yeah, Def Squad, Flipmode, L.O.D., P.T.P
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| You know we got it on smash
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| Street niggas, got the streets on smash
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| All ya fake ass up there front, we’ll come through
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| Y’all know what to do
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| Don’t worry, Murray vision ain’t blurry
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| Ayo E |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Smash , by - Keith Murray. Song from the album He's Keith Murray, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп