| I gotta chip on my shoulder that Bill Gates ain’t make.
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| Gotta connect up in Harlem
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| Gotta great weight rate
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| Gotta hotta enchilada
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| Gotta hot tre 8
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| Heavy rocks in my rings that a quake can’t shake
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| Or she can freak
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| You a freak let’s fuck
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| Keep a freak for a week
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| Fuck a stunt for a month
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| Gotta brand hot damn and a great rapper flow
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| Gotta actual factual international after glow
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| Tools for ya fools trying to fix some ish
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| Got talent more gifted than a Christmas list
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| Got dibs on many things, so I ride east west
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| Gotta list who’s best so I stress why guess
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| Gotta lotta hot material real on the set
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| Got ass in first class bust some head on the jet
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| Got an album, we wildin', so we ride don’t rest
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| Got kids, a gang of niggaz I call a Tribe Called Treach
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| Treach
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| I got Henney, I got sizzurp
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| I got dinner, I got dessert
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| Sonny Black
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| I got goons in the hood with cases
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| Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces
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| Treach
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| I got this side, I got that side
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| I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch better act right
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| Sonny Black
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| I got wolves on deck all about they hood
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| Bangin' out and they ain’t neva been about they hood
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| I gotta way of findin' niggaz, so these assholes hide
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| Gotta brigade sun to shade so my brass shows pride
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| Got Jimmy more for demmy that’ll smash your bride
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| Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a whole half side
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| Gotta… shit on these fools, so I crap for a hobby
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| Make you O' kneel (O'Neil) for real stack my shack (Shaq) with the shotties
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| Got vultures freakin me, they can slobby the knobby
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| You ain’t fuckin' get the truck and meet and greet in the lobby
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| Got classics, whole lotta doe from the past yo
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| A hot gun on the run, need your basement to crash hoe
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| Recession, still rappin' but I’m jackin' for cash flow
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| Wanna waste time then go outside an watch some grass grow
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| Got spears for your fears, but I ain’t Britney
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| Gotta name in this game cause my aim game’s pretty
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| Gotta squad, word to God cause it’s rough in the city
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| Smooth as silk, I got milk if you a gotta couple of titties.
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| Treach
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| I got Henney, I got sizzurp
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| I got dinner, I got dessert
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| Sonny Black
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| I got goons in the hood with cases
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| Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces
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| Treach
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| I got this side, I got that side
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| I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch better act right
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| Sonny Black
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| I got wolves on deck all about they hood
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| Bangin' out and they ain’t neva been about they hood
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| I gotta ditch the bitch call the gravel hail
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| Stitch the snitch tell her to sail or wail on the tattle tale
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| Tuck your tail when the battle fails
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| Keep a bitch with a fatter tail
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| There’s beef when the cattle yells
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| I’m the shit like into John Lennon
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| Spit venom, my women and my denim are gremlin
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| Gotta family full of fugitives
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| Gotta shoot my way from a felony know what the future is
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| That’s the moral of the story horror for ya
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| Like Kalashnikov southside of Tora Bora
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| Wanna score da border
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| Gotta gracious gorgeous
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| Many semi auto
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| Sweep your timbs and torso
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| Gotta bitch with the Porsche though
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| Got it twisted and braided, if not then keep the horse fro
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| Don’t fuss, take your bitch back
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| Imma show you if you walk over tough you gone limp back.
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| Treach
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| I got Henney, I got sizzurp
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| I got dinner, I got dessert
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| Sonny Black
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| I got goons in the hood with cases
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| Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces
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| Treach
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| I got this side, I got that side
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| I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch better act right
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| Sonny Black
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| I got wolves on deck all about they hood
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| Bangin' out and they ain’t neva been about they hood |