| All these niggas acting crazy up
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| Pimp holder men, I’ll make you dusty like the Middle East
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| Fuck up your peace, I’ll take every thing you got
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| Mothafucker like two deuces
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| How you’re blowing up my mamma pager just to make a truce?
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| New milleniums, but knowledge helped me to stay the same age
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| Since 1987 been' featured on the Rap page
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| Moving at the speed of sound till my shit’s mixed
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| Got enough hits, if your ass need a fix
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| Bitches naked to get fucked up
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| While the Chevy bouncing like your hover
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| I talked to niggas on top amounts with the street dialect
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| Gangster shit revised
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| If the translation hit your ass since '85
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| Taking mothafuckers too many many schools
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| Chilling on sundays with another rules
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| Simple minded niggas can’t comprehind that
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| All y’all talking about is blunts and gats
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| I’mma hit you like this, fake ass niggas
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| These lyrics is getting drop
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| The mothafucking shitting will never stop
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| Nigga shaking up the earth
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| Peeps and the villain is, got you mothafuckers feeling this
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| The pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah
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| I said the pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah
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| The black guys flipping streets shit like the quarter burnt
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| Groupie mothafuckers tryin' to check every word
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| These wack ass niggas, y’all elementary
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| Villain got the lyrics locked 'til the next century
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| When the westcoast is drowning in the Pacific
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| I be holding my dick, in the studio and being explicit
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| While y’all be pumped gas at forties bitch stations
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| Kissing ass, erasing the common lines for that rotation
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| My hesitation nigga only to sex
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| Face to face black Dracula
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| Better hide your necks
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| Or you can has it, more than votting loot
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| You one-hit nigga, realize you’re just a fluke
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| C-P-T in the books, nigga like ancient Rome
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| All the shit I ever made nigga floating in your dome (Whassup?) My dick erected
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| like empire state
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| Mothafucking villain be the great
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| I’mma hit you like this, fake ass niggas
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| These lyrics is getting drop
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| The mothafucking shitting will never stop
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| Nigga shaking up the earth
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| Peeps and the villain is, got you mothafuckers feeling this
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| The pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah
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| I said the pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah
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| Unload from the G off road and off stage
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| Dose explode like rex hit with a 12 gauge
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| Still I rips, into scripts, produce hits
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| The moment I return from my indo trigger
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| That’s why I stutter, twenty 3rd, yeah
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| Twenty three times more savier
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| Still in first deal as I wait to get straps
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| Hustle for tracks, then I hook some with my Chingolet
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| Jet like rat, it’s B.G. |
| and when we bang it that way
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| The limit is the sky way, don’t play
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| Got Goerge hit the fuckin' high way, goes way
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| And if you walked in this house with him
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| Then you bitch ass nigga bounce with him
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| With out ever heat?
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| You will survive then we’ll collide in the range
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| Butt and sweatin' tears never pays
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| These days, dulo shit, I’m willin'
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| To get the feelin, I’m corrupt like killin'
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| Known that I’m fuckin' with the Villain
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| I’mma hit you like this, fake ass niggas
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| These lyrics is getting drop
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| The mothafucking shitting will never stop
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| Nigga shaking up the earth
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| Peeps and the villain is, got you mothafuckers feeling this
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| The pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah
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| I said the pimpin' is free, cause y’all don’t make money, oh yeah |