| *talikng*
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| Fuck ya’ll niggas
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| Comin' from me
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| Check it out
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| Ha Haaaaaaa uh
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| Ay, check it out
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| All Microsoftware ass niggas
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| Softer than a baby’s ass
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| That’s what my brother Scooby told me
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| Gotta watch out for ya’ll muthafuckas
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| Tryin' to give it up for the town
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| Ya’ll bitch ass niggas tryin' to hold everything down
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| Ain’t that a bout a bitch
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| You know what I’m talkin' about
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| My nigga told me about ya’ll type a niggas
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| I still love ya’ll though
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| It’s the nigga ya love to hate
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| YGD, check it out, check it out
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| Chorus: 2X
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| You gotta bring it to my niggas
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| That figure that what they doin' and pursuin' is affectin'
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| The reason you dissin' and wishin' that they come up missin'
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| Because I got everybody and they mother under pressure
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| I gotta let it be know
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| I’m in the zone, gone, blown
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| Tryin' to beat the nigga
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| That was independent from the beginnin'
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| You bet that I’m a win when I’m finished
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| Niggas and bitches be trippin'
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| Becuase I got the cum on the titties
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| Do I fit the description
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| Muthafucka that’s the reason why
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| You filled with so much tension
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| Cuz I’m here with the couple’s
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| Individual switchin'
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| Tryin' to get together
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| But anotha nigga dissin'
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| I’m ready for the battle
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| With no matter whatever
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| You better be clever
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| Nigga use your thoughts
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| Now nigga who’s the boss
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| Nigga look who you crossed
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| A muthafuckin' sav
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| Nigga yo whole crew took the loss
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| I think ya better beware
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| Before you try to make a move
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| Everybody bringin' a pistol
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| What you tryin' to prove
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| Do what you doin'
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| Cuz you the one that’s slipin' like a foo
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| And I guarantee that for doom
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| Until the Hollywood terror
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| You need the weapon
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| That was packed up in the skeleton
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| For way too many years
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| Whenever they comin' to kill all my niggas
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| And feel that all I wanna do is make a few things clear
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| Well fuck' em, fuck 'em
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| I hate it when I’m hated
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| Because I gotta be separated for the nation
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| I try to be patient
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| But niggas be trippin'
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| And switchin', actin' like bitches
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| But look at the individual they facin'
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| Cali Co lyrical Jason
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| I recommend for you to get to runnin'
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| Because I’m comin' to snatch ya
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| I’m at ya
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| My lyrical, miracle flow
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| Is takin' you and your ho
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| To another dimension
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| Leavin' you lost
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| The sickest nigga ever to come out the Valley District
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| Take it like you don’t want everyone to know I broke your record
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| The reason you dissin' and wishin' that they come up missin'
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| Because I got everybody and they mother under pressure
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| Got em' under pressure
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| I gotta be down because I’m Northbound
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| And givin' it up for the town
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| To all the liquor drinkin' niggas in the hood
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| Tryin' to put the Valley on the map
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| And people tell me what I’m doin' is good
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| And keep it real like I should
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| Homies wanna come and give me that
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| Heard of a couple of sacks
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| Back to back
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| To make a nigga wonder why
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| Then I take it to another level
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| Just tell me whatever you do
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| Stay on the mic
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| And better keep comin' tight
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| But I love to represent niggas
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| I know they hate that I’m hated
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| So now they wanna try and put me to the test
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| But I shoot 'em to the left
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| Because I got positive people tellin' me
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| Droopy you are dealin' with the best
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| Now nigga what the fuck is next
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| Niggas got love for this shit
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| Like when and whenever dawg
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| A competition for Nike
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| Is supposed to be out to get riches
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| I’m the individual with the biggest balls
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| Run up with the hog, yippy ya’ll
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| Like my nigga from the mob
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| Told me, «Little brother you gotta do the job»
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| Is gonna take someone like you
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| To give a sample like an example
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| With the Valley
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| Then they’ll treat you like a God
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| The niggas that’s bigga than life
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| The can’t even up with the price
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| Put this shit I deliver bringin' to the table
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| But look what I’m in it
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| I have to go independent
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| Official Kritikal Rekords my own label
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| Leave the niggas fucked up and disabled
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| You ain’t know I’m flowin' and blowin' up
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| Was a Killa Valley entertainer
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| To all the rest of you local muthafuckas
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| Watchin' for danger
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| Nigga to the mic you a stranger
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| They got me rappin' outta anger
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| Makin' it mandatory to put you in your place
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| Whenever you find a rebel that’s on my level
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| Like the devil I’m a come heated
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| Spit fire in his face
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| I got 'em under pressure
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| *talking*
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| Slash Killa Valley Entertainment uh
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| You know what I’m talkin' about
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| That’s what the fuck I’m talkin' about
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| Crazy eight’s
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| Once again my nigga
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| Militia boy
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| That’s my new shit my nigga |