| You got me fucked up
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| (Why?)
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| Cuz I’m a bad muthafucka and you can’t understand me
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| MCs dont know how we puts it down
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| K-9 and P-C from East to North town
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| We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
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| So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
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| Nigga back up, see I came to stack up
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| Bodies like hits, whats that
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| You wanted to act up, and diss the click
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| A sister, put my niggas up wetted the grave
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| You wanted to get richer, so offer your beats that made by fade
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| Cascade, because yo ass is soapy
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| Mr. Locc you wanna be Mr. low key
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| When yo ass used to be low key
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| You know me so act like you know my click
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| And I’m an assist to kick the shit that you and MD could never get with
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| And speakin of MD, another nigga that used to be from my click
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| Act like he double to down, but when it go down, go down he splits
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| This is strictly for all of y’all niggas that diss me
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| Y’all think y’all skills is up to par well stars come out and get me
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| Now we got these niggas out on the streets, and a place to lay my gun?
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| I guess you could say that I got hostess, in more ways than one
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| Y’all keep clickin and clickin, my chips continue to stack up?
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| But while you dissin and dissin I’m a tell you niggas to back up cuz
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| MCs dont know how we puts it down
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| K-9 and P-C from East to North town
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| We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
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| So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
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| (Hey K-9 what about Mad Dog)
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| Well let that nigga loose
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| No better yet just let the dog loose
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| So he could fetch, goin to Vegas to see what he catch
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| Ain’t gonna be no cases
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| Just tell him what he faces and watch him snitch
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| While I lay up in Vegas
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| Its either the Raiders or the switch so he did
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| Switched over like electric shocks
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| Moms got on pregnant static
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| So they suspected pops
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| Did they know about me
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| Mr. K-9 see, clicksta in deep, in your Mama’s panties
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| Did they know that I was bangin it
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| Where at, oh your Daddy’s bread be back
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| Now she’s pregnant and I ain’t claimin it
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| Your husband’s cryin cuz he feels like a chump
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| What, your son is fit to die and he ain’t nuthin but a punk huh
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| She can’t sayin nuthin cuz she needs my support?
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| But not for the child see the hooker’s tryin to take him to court
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| And I’m a body like Jah
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| But accept with mo mil
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| We probably wasmeant for each other
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| Cuz we two niggas they gave us both jams
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| MCs dont know how we puts it down
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| K-9 and P-C from East to North town
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| We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
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| So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon
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| So when the east is in the (when the north is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So when the west is in the (when the south is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So when the east is in the (when the north is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So when the west is in the (when the south is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So my click is in the (when da click is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So when K-9 is in the (when K-9 is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| So when P-C is in the (when P-C is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| When Warren G is in the (when Warren G is in the house)
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| Back up, back up
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| MCs dont know how we puts it down
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| K-9 and P-C from East to North town
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| We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
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| So either ya keep on steppin or we takes ya automatic weapon |