| Square ass niggas, to come round me
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| I don’t want no square, ass niggas, to come round me
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| Bounce, strut, double dutch
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| No squares in the club with us
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| Only bad ho’s run with us
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| Butt naked in the tub with us
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| Jealous ass ho niggas want trob' with us
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| I keep a cannon and I love to bust
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| We can jam or we can nug it up
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| Only came here to bump and fuck
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| Drink some liquor do my drugs and cut
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| Trap nigga, keep talking I’mma fuck you up
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| Go out my way to keep a play boy
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| I ain’t the one to try to «hello» like a play toy
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| Say boy, please find you a bitch to bump
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| I’m getting trying to find something thick to hump
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| Fly as a bird from my kicks on up
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| You got my word it was all on her
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| Playa from the iceberg to my cut
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| When I splurge niggas cur and start tensing up
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| Mark bitching up
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square
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| Ot oh, who’s this?
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| Hold up playa, kill game talk baseball
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| Here come the squares
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| Remember last time we let marks in our mix?
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| Kilo did nine and I did six
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| So peep this, I’m finna shake the spot
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| I’ll meet up with y’all about 8 o’clock
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| 'Cause that nigga right there, he’s a blade
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| Veins pump nothing but haterade
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| Gossiper, he’s a part time officer
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| Mad at me 'cause I’m tossing her
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| Dammit man, I really can’t stand it man
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| Make a nigga want to go get is cannon-on
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| Wet the spot with a Tec or Glock
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| Smif-Wessun, Heckler and Koch
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| It’s enough I got these bitches tryna hound me
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| I don’t need no square niggas round me
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square
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| I be the type of cat, all off in your party acting trifling
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| Might recite a bit in her ear, now she liking it
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| And if she gobble it
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| Your boy gon' speak and get to knocking it
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| When she be rocking it
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| Release the speech, there ain’t no stopping it
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| Your boy be popping it like calisthenics
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| Chasing dollars when I holler
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| I make 'em follow, «oOh he pack a wallop»
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| If they «oOh» when I speak and move, I can make 'em faint
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| They do what them peckers do, hating what they ain’t
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| I hack them in the paint,
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| What’d you thank?
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| Sucky old nigga missed me before I banked
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| I’mma «Oops upside your head»
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| Another L7 weenie breathing my air
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| Nigga precede to tear
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| Don’t even stare, nigga shake the spot
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| Thizzed up and my temperature hot
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| If you a nigga or not, your vocab Chinese to me
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| I turn you off like PG&E
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| Shake the scenery
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square
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| Fee fi fo tear
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| I smell squares in the air
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| Halt, who goes there
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| Homeboy we anti square |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Anti-Square (Cutthoat Committee) , by - Mac Dre. Song from the album The Best Of Mac Dre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп