| Yeah…
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| Yeah, me and my man’s and them
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| We gon' blast off
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| Bad Boy nigga, and we don’t stop
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| Come on to the top, blast off
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| Yeah, yo
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| Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps
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| Cracks in they Jeeps, don’t sleep till they 6 feet deep
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| No 'lax' in my tracks they potent
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| Fuck homicide, I’mma ride, keep smokin'
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| I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter
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| Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya
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| When I swerve hit nerves
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| Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve
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| And everybody know what’s golden, matter of fact platinum
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| ?mores trap to mold in?
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| Once I explode and I, burn up the road and
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| Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it’s stolen
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| Understand, the world’s in my hand
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| G. Dep in this scam, no stunt
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| Bitch play the front
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| And I’mma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac
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| Cause yo, I’m about to blast off —
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| Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what’s the case
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| Aiyyo, I’mma about to blast off
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| Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
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| Nigga, I’mma blast off
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| Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain’t gon stop yo |
| Nigga, I’mma blast off
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| Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
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| Yo, yo, uh
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| Who’s a nigga harder than me?
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| On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be
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| Damn, Curry ain’t the shit? |
| Put the name in your mouth
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| Got it different? |
| You ain’t on what you talkin' about
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| Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me
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| I’m feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me
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| Know how to? |
| manhand'? |
| it’s real as it get
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| Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this
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| Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy
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| Gutters of the street where my mind be
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| Play the game, get you a 'zil'
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| Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill
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| Heat, got it with me still
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| Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched
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| Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW
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| Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace
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| Bitch, I’m about to-
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| Blast off, yo I get it poppin'
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| When I rock, yo it’s non-stoppin'
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| Yo, I’m about to blast off
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| See me at the show, when I rock everybody know
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| Aiyyo, I’m about to blast off |
| Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock
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| Aiyyo, I’m about to blast off
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| Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot
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| Aiyyo son, I’m about to blast off, like an astronaut
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| Niggas don’t wanna see a nigga blast the Glock
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| Niggas don’t wanna see a nigga flash the rocks
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| And pop up in the flashy drop — motherfuckers
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| Niggas know me, Loon’s a gunslinger
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| Fuck fightin' a nigga, I’m usin' one finger
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| Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger'
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| Some niggas get shot, live and become singers
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| Expect to die, I’d rather sit in a chair, electrified
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| Than to stand here and testify
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| But, other than that though, we never get caught
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| We George Jefferson walk out of federal court
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| We gettin' bread in New York, ain’t better the sport
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| So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support
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| But, I think it’s best you go 'head and just walk
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| Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse
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| Yo, I’m about to-
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| Blast off-
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| Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what’s the case
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| Aiyyo, I’mma about to blast off |
| Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
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| Nigga, I’mma blast off
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| Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain’t gon stop yo
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| Nigga, I’mma blast off
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| Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone |