| Fast forward, no repeat
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| (We push start with no key)
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| Y’all on one, we on three
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| (We push start with no key)
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| All talk, gotta show me
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| (We push start with no key)
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| It’s big dog and Don P
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| I push start with no key
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| Gritty nigga from the show me
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| Reverse the letters of OG, think about it (I go big)
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| Slippery tongue, gotta spit that game
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| Sickening numb when I dump these flames
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| Wait of a ton, hit like a gun (bang, bang, bang)
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| What y’all doing I already done it
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| Get down through it, nigga, let’s run it
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| Simple and plain, I’m trained for this
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| I come from the gutters where anguish lives
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| Look in my eyes, I’m dangerous
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| They mock me and copy, they (Yankovic)
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| Yeah, Johnny’s, I walk a life
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| Trappin' and rappin', respect the stripes
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| Hustle and struggle, get game from strife
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| Money and muscle, pain from plight
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| Hard scars, made me a blight
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| Dark hearts, searching for lice
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| Sick of the same, I’m ready for change
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| Something within me keeps wanting the game
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| Avoiding the voices deep in my brain
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| Gorilla within me could never be tamed!
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| Fast forward, no repeat
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| (We push start with no key)
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| Y’all on one, we on three
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| (We push start with no key)
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| All talk, gotta show me
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| (We push start with no key)
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| It’s big dog and Don P
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| Don P’s where the dough be
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| (We push start with no key)
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| I drink liquor, I blow tree
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| (We push start with no key)
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| All the niggas and the hoes see
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| (We push start with no key)
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| So tell the crooked ass police
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| (We push start with no key)
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| Repping KC I eat Niecie’s
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| Go Chicken Go and at Lutfi’s
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| That’s family nigga, don’t ever scam me nigga
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| You getting gone if you talk too loosely
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| Word to Ivy, aunt Susie, you can ask my big brother Puchie
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| We good ghetto to ghetto we get to murdering medals
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| Back in the day motherfucker we Gucci!
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| Dumb bitch, I’m on young shit, many bitches on this one dick
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| So many more wanna come get
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| But I can’t have a whole lot of sprung chicks
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| Bum nigga to a plum gritter
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| You don’t gotta have a million to run with her
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| She got a gun witcher, and a tongue spitter
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| You gotta get 'em believing there ain’t nothing bigger
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| Tell a real G to get a meal free
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| 'Cause the drive and the level that is skilled, B
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| You wanna kill me, then we will be getting filthy
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| Nigga didn’t know I’m with Big Scoob, I’m with Big Nick
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| I’m with Big Shug, I’m with Trick Trick
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| I’m with O.G. |
| Mugs and these quick lits
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| And you don’t wanna get your motherfucking wig split
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| I’m with Big Chuck from Fillmore, me and my niggas, we will go
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| When approaching us, take your hands out your pocket real slow
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| Kill foe! |
| 56 where my Rouges be
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| Ask around, all the real niggas know me
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| Nigga, free O.G. |
| B-O-P, we push start with no key!
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| Fast forward, no repeat
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| (We push start with no key)
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| Y’all on one, we on three
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| (We push start with no key)
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| All talk, gotta show me
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| (We push start with no key)
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| It’s big dog and Don P
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| Hahaha, my nigga Scooby called me Don P
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| 'Cause back in the day when we was young, man, you know
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| They called me Donny Punani because my middle name is Dontez
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| And my nickname is Donny and they say I love Punani
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| So, that’s why he call me Don P (hahahaha) |