| They say tap the bottle and twist the cap off
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| In your nugget it’s the rugged book report slanger
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| I’m a banger, the kind you keep in your disc changer
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| The best five for your greenbacks we make em ease back
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| Push that album release back and re-think
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| While I remax in one of them hot air joints
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| Floatin over the city like the Goodyear pimp
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| Fuckin' up your ballgame with my fame you’re lame
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| The frequencies get tweaked capacities get pushed
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| To the limit tell em I did it just to stay up in it
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| I play to win at all costs and I stay in the way of danger
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| To bein' real I’m a relative, never been a stranger
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| So when you see me walk by nigga speak up
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| I’m a fan of hip-hop since EU and Da Butt was in
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| And my nigga Doug Fresh ran the show
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| Three Times was Dope and MTV was yo
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| But now they’re slow and guaranteed to show
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| Some extra’d out rap niggas braggin big about figures
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| Never spit about an Escalade if you ain’t rollin
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| Don’t spit about no weapons if you know you ain’t holdin
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| I’m only breakin' it down cuz fools be breakin' the rules
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| Yo, I love P Funk I’m from the old school
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| Serious it’s steady bill, bringin the raw deal
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| Straight from the west compound bringing you the break down
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| The break down
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| Thes One representin Lima Peru
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| Mi barrio suco my Los Angeles crew
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| For unity heads that I met chillin in 92
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| Here’s another album we found em go pound em with the new
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| Lyrical blue light night special the waterloo
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| World-travelin have a new Fat Larry-style crew
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| Havin to move place to place with a smile face
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| Cookin down the vinyl to finally make bass
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| Something for sophisticated 8th-grade hip hop taste
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| For heads that remember the breakup of 3rd Bass
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| Tribe, EPMD, Pete Rock and C. L Smooth
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| Hear immense influence that congruent in my groove
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| It’s a tribute, a syllophantic, god damnit
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| That my loops and breaks I excavate second-handed
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| I’m just bein me and doin my best with what I’m blessed with
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| Influence of the west that frontier fresh shit
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| The sunset jetset where kids catch wreck
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| It’s no thing to see my on Venice bumping Reign of the Tec
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| And fellow shit, my mellow pick em up in Crescent Heights
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| We dip to the hype club and rock it all night Gs
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| The people under the limelight are like you
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| Drama with our ladies and can’t afford a Mercedes
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| But been in it to win it since the 80s so play these
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| Tracks with a heart and an infinite sound break it down
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| The break down |