| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, come on
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| Yeah, my nigga, come on
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| This is Digital, this is sizzlin'
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| It’s like a vamp, it’s like a genie in the land
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| Yo
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| Bong bong, bong bong, BZA, bong bong, bong bong…
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| (Beretta 9):
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| Come on!
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| All my real niggas push up to the front (word up)
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| Oh shit, look at shorty over there
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| Caramel deluxe type bitch, yo
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| Ain’t know she suck dick like that
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| With those big fat lips and those hips like that
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| She said «Bobby, why you spit like that?
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| And why you Shaolin Gods push whips like that?»
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| I said «Ho, we got chips like that
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| And Park Hill niggas make flips like that»
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| And Brass Monkey, yea we sip like that
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| And we might get drunk and empty clips like that
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| Then again the Gods build like that
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| Yo Kinetic, tell em son, we keep it real like that
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| Carry 9s all the time it’s concealed like that
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| Honey-dipped blunts, we get high like that
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| Yo we dipped every day, yo we fly like that
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| Bitches always sayin «Why you talk like that?»
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| We B-Boy niggas, you know we walk like that
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| Why them R&B niggas tryin to sing like that?
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| And you fake crossovers tryin to bling like that?
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| You know, my clique snatch ice like that
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| Take it down to the scale and get a price like that
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| Snub in the club, don’t be nice like that
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| Catch a body and escape, pull a heist like that
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| Up front, up front, come on, come on
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| Check it
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| Y’all niggas talkin shit
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| We out here tryin to get paid in a major way
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| Come on
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| I rock a six like that
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| From my dubs in the club, sippin Cris' like that
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| Pop a bitch, turnin trick, get my ish like that
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| Check the ice, lookin nice on my wrist like that
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| I’m the shit like that, dicky-dick like that
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| Roll with baller sheist types that be sick like that
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| Set up shop on your block, flip a brick like that
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| It’s the Wu comin thru with a chick like that
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| Sticky spit like that, what?
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| What? |
| What?
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| Nine inches, ho, we packin dick like that
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| Six on the dice, we rollin licks like that
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| Half a mil on the deal, we politic like that
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| Remember '94, we sold mix like that
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| 4 Sho, the whole crew used to sling like that
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| Indeed, you know the fam, we was the king at that
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| Guaranteed, now it’s Killa Bee sting like that
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| And I’ll punch you in the head with pointed rings like that
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| And why’s this fuckin crab bleedin like that?
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| While you crack-head bitches treatin seeds like that
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| My nigga Johnny Blaze smoke weed like that
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| And the Killa Bee Clan run the streets like that
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| Big Bobby makin beats like that
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| Platinum on the wall, son I eats like that
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| Damn, you 85's eatin swine like that
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| We ain’t tryin to be cause y’all blind like that
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| To all my thugs or who smoke like that
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| And you coke-head niggas sniffin coke like that
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| And you ecstasy cats poppin dope like that
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| It’s all love cause we folk like that
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| Guaranteed, now we bout like that
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| Kinetic 9, Bob Digi
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| Yo we out like that
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| For y’all niggas gettin high we go like this
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| Bong bong.
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| Pop that shit. |