| Check it, yo
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| Crooked corrupt criminal (Uh!) crime boss
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| Thug nigga
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| You know how we ride out
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| Shelterin' Gs, eyes open
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| Oh, you hard now? |
| (Huh!)
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| I laugh at that
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| I must be on Punk’d, where Ashton at? |
| (Huh?)
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| Step up in the party with a plastic gat
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| Glock that I carry for the grab n' snatch
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| Shine like a gym, untied Timbs
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| Bad bitch pullin' on my limbs (Yeah!)
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| Tellin' all her friends «It's him!» |
| (Yeah!)
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| Feelin' like a Don (Yeah!)
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| Grab her by the hand and get a quickie in the John (Yup)
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| (What you seein' here is certified---)
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| We raise hell and make bail
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| And put illegal products on weight-scales (You know I---)
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| Place a few phone calls and make sales
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| I pray to God my lifestyle escapes Hell (Ni-gga)
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| Stonefaced
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| Runnin' my affairs at my own pace till my bankroll straight
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| I want the motherfuckin' icing and the whole cake
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| Just a crooked-ass nigga tryna' go straight
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| Get ya pistols
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Launch your missiles
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Settle your issues
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| I got a feelin' somebody’s gonna die tonight
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Get ya pistols
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Launch your missiles
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| Settle your issues
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| I got a feelin' somebody’s gonna die tonight
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| (Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)
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| (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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| (Huh?)
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| (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
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| (Aaaaaaaah! Ha-ha-ha-ha!)
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| You want lyrics? |
| Try these fam
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| You a joke like «Black man, White man and--- (Brrrrrrrr!) man»
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| In fact you--- «White man and Chinese man» (I'm Chinese!)
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| In fact you--- «White man and Chinese man»
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| In fact you more like them «Knock-knock» shits
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| Your Timbs '98, you’re not that sick
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| Spit venom on the--- «Not that sick»
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| Spit venom on the--- «Not that sick»
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| You never wanted to work in a studio
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| Why you wanna kick it?
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| I don’t wanna hang out when I
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| If I can’t kick it, I can’t kick it
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| ,, there’s life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Further , by - Madlib. Song from the album Madlib Medicine Show # 1: Before The Verdict, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп