| Know what I’m sayin', you chillin' wit' your peoples, and y’all just hangin
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| Out
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| And somebody just spill a drink on you (Oooh)
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| Or, a cat just squeezed your girl’s booty (What!)
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| Or, anything could happen (Uh uh, Uh uh)
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| See, this is what this song is about… you know
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| You gotta bring it, you gotta take it there (C'mon)
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| You know what I’m sayin', a lot of y’all can relate to this
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| You know what I’m sayin' (Yeah)
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| But yo, I’m gon' let my homegirl tell it, you know what I’m sayin'
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| How she wanna take it there, you know what I mean (Uh)
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| Feel me…
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| (verse 1 — Nonchalant)
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| When I stepped on the scene, the skies was black with no lights
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| The stage was too small for all the fly mics
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| Wasn’t nobody sayin' nothing for getting the crowd hyped
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| If you ain’t gon' shine don’t be comin' round mics
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| This is life, in my my life I’m living life like I got
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| Twenty-four hours a day, or one night
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| This is it y’all, I’m bout to hit y’all
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| The camera’s on when I risidual
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| I bet y’all said niggas will be gone
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| So where you gon' be at 5'O clock i the morn'
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| Gettin' your lax on or gettin' your mack on
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| We got one mic down with the lights still on
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| Who want a piece of this here, ask Sean c’mon
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| Got that street hype, street team hype
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| Don’t know team like my team hype, what it seem like
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| My movements is gettin' faster, can’t see me like Casper
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| I’m ghost and hit this spot from coast to coast
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| There was cameras, so you could not miss my damage
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| I rip two mics in one city, single-handed
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| Like a bandit, coz streets was dark with no knowledge
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| I said my piece then I let my action relieve
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| I left, I saw the light shine on the street
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| I was back, smack-dab in the belly of the beast
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| I’m about to hit the clubs with this brand-new release
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| Who minds like bodies with the bounce of the beat
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| Cause when I get on, believe it it’s on
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| Want the meaning of my words, dig deep in my song
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| So baby gets on, it’s all mics down with the lights still on
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| Who want a piece of this here ask Sean c’mon
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| (chorus — Rampage)
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| Midnight, after dark, we gonna take it there
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| Nonchalant in the party, she gon' take it there
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| If you do the wrong thing, or you say the wrong thing
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| Ha ha, Ha ha, we gonna take it there
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| We gonna take it there, we gonna take it there
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| Midnight, after dark we gonna take it there
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| Nonchalant is in the party, she gon' take it there
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| We gonna take it there, we gonna take it there
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| (verse 2 — Nonchalant)
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| For all you foo-els, I rock jew-els
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| While you cop jew-els, I drop jew-els, and do it well
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| Really drink champagne, while you drinkin' shan-day
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| You tippin' bitch scales, them just tales, now listen here
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| Your career… fool you wanna chance your mic
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| So where your action, cause I can’t see the light
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| The camera’s on, the lights is dimmed, now what’s your point
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| Took your last mic, cause you couldn’t rock the joint
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| Feel my venom, sweatin your palms
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| And any MC to disagree with me, wave your arms
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| Now that’s all mics down with the lights still on
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| Who want a piece of the here ask Sean c’mon
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| If you got what I want, then I got what you need
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| If the green light, then I proceed
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| Your to lace it, I’m not lacin' it with basics
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| But all I need is basics to lace it
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| Cause in with my facts and figures
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| With more broads and gold-diggers
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| Painting a perfect picture for my sniper to hit her
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| ]From a rooftop, then I makaveli like 2Pac
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| Still I’m non-stop, makin your body rock
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| Keepin' this thing hot, all these on lock
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| To the beat, uh, and you don’t stop
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| C’mon to the beat, uh, and you don’t stop
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| Take it to the streets, uh, and you don’t stop, c’mon
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| (outro — Rampage)
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| '98… Chucklife… Flipmode… Nonchalant…
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| Forever… Bona-fide Platinum! |