| This here is a little more than a mixtape so maybe i’ll perform it
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| Uh, the whip shine like there’s baby oil on it
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| I honk the airhorn at them bitches in the street
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| Ayy, remember me, the on you called a creep
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| Now my weed so sweet, I hit it and fall asleep
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| Wake up, roll up again, I get it and bought it cheap
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| Now you showin off jewlery and couldn’t afford to keep
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| And he won’t show his face so ima hook him on the beat
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| Ima animal too, I put the hammer a do
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| Make you feel like you need one so I ran with it too
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| In blue, now all of a sudden I’m back and my shit buzzin
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| The broads the kids the bloods and the crips love em
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| 'causein, we got the city on smash
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| When I’m at the stop like they put titties on the glass
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| I’m the leader of the class, the heat is in the stash
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| I don’t read up on a pass, I dictate the future
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| Millenium boy, you just can’t get rid of ya boy
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| I chuck em the deuce and get a new toy
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| These niggas better start actin right, I ain’t rap too tight
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| I’ll leave ya head red and white like a apple bite
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| Come nigga, I got a fat niggas appetite
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| Pass thru the traffic light, smash on the coppers light (voooom)
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| The punchline kid is back nigga, look what my punchlines did for rap
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| Inspired the new jacks that’s why they sound like that
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| Where they chained down ear to the ground like that
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| The games in now, shot me cause he’s the punk
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| I’m two niggas in one like shock g and humpty hump
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| Its on now, you got to pop me to shut me up
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| Slugs missed ya, we ain’t mad at ya, boy he ducked
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| We can go hole for hole or cut for cut
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| It won’t be the first time yall better toughen up
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| Radio is all messed up now what the fuck is that
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| It gave em all of the spins and got nothin back
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| Save ya self studio time and pump it back
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| I punch a car, you scream help when you see the sarg
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| I’ll go upside ya head, you’ll see a bunch of stars
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| And yellow moons, I’m ballin with a plus garage
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| I’m Hugh Heffner all over when it come to broads
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| Even the ones that don’t fit in hump the cars (yeah)
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| I’m back, I can’t wait to see you niggas in the street
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| I can’t wait to see you niggas go to sleep
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| I can’t wait to see you niggas 6 feet… Underground
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| For fuckin whit me now (blaaam!!) |