| Yeah, gotta give 'em what they want
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| Yeah, make it hurt, make it hurt (Nature)
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| Gotta give 'em what they want
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| Uh huh, yo, yo
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| Now who the one that got it locked down
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| The top down
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| In the coupe or the yacht now
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| Just watch out
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| I’m comin' thru for the block now (Heard it’s on)
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| Niggas front, they gettin' knocked out (Word is bond)
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| When you pump, you gotta work til the bird is gone
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| I love a low, but your ho in a dirty thong
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| Cuz I’m a crazy nigga (and)
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| Keep it gravy nigga (and)
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| She wanna fuck with me, but need a babysitter, listen up
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| I drive home, switchin' lanes, still twistin' up
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| In the club getcha witcha one, c’mon getcha cup
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| I feel the hate on my back when it’s inchin' up
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| I got the eight on my back so I wish 'em luck
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| And it don’t matter if you’re black or white, hermaphrodite
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| Slip, it’s a rap tonite
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| I give it all for the cause, for the sacrifice
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| For my dogs cuz we after life
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| Make noise
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| Make noise in the streets
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| For the fellas and freaks
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| In the club with the thugs
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| Inhalin' the weed
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| When you see somethin' nice
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| And you ready to leave
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| Tell me what you know about (What you know about this)
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| Everyday we be ready to play
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| Callin' shorty to the crib
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| She be ready to stay
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| I’m a pimp by blood
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| Makin' all of 'em pay
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| Tell me what you know about (What you know about this)
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| The first CL5 with four doors
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| And it’s on, the female’s eyes is like dog
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| It even got a fridge and a toaster in it
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| Like every time I’m in the hood
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| I be approached in it
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| No surprise to the hood
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| When my soldiers in it
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| Every nigga on my team is a co-defendant
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| I be, team captain, call me the coach (Nature)
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| If things happen, call me the loc
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| And I’ll be right there
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| Like the black knight, minus the jokes (Get a feelin')
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| Y’all invited to smoke
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| What’s the dealy with the ladies that be doin' it right, like
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| Fuck a car, comin' through on a bike, like
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| Snowflakes, no two is alike, right
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| It’s OK, we can do it tonite
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| And if you can’t do it good then it won’t be done
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| The one and only, the only one
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| Now make noise
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| Drinks in the air, bottles on us
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| Niggas ain’t partyin', probably on dust
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| Bitches knock it off, somebody gon' touch
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| Tellin' all ya friends we party all rough
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| We Queensbridge niggas don’t like to dance (Do we)
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| Comin' out the club, fightin' for cabs (Do we)
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| Fight the bouncers, light the hash and ???
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| Stay away, if ya face look like the cooties
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| Otherwise you can tell me ya name and image
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| Where you be, where you work and explain the business
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| What ya check say, roastin' it
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| Black jack be the game, betta know what to bet
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| When I reach for the thang, betta know when to jet
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| Got a decent little team, you ain’t notice it yet?
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| You never know when you’re chasin' the dough, chasin' the hoes
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| Laid back nigga full of gangsta soul
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| All day everyday
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| In the streets and the clubs
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| Wild Gremlinz
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| Nuthin' but gangstas (What you know about this)
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| Hustlas, pimps, hoes
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| Smell me, ya understand
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| Fa sheezy |