*featuring Mark Curry, G. Dep, Loon
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[G. Dep]
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Yeah...
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Yeah, me and my man's and them
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We gon' blast off
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Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop
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Come on to the top, blast off
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Yeah, yo
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Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps
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Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep
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No 'lax' in my tracks they potent
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Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin'
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I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter
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Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya
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When I swerve hit nerves
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Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve
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And everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum,
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?mores trap to mold in?
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Once I explode and I, burn up the road and
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Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen
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Understand, the world's in my hand
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G. Dep in this scam, no stunt
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Bitch play the front
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And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac
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Cause yo, I'm about to blast off -
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Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
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Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
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Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
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Nigga, I'ma blast off
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Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
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Nigga, I'ma blast off
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Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
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[Mark Curry]
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Yo, yo, uh
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Who's a nigga harder than me?
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On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be
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Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth
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Got it different? You ain't on what you talkin' about
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Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me
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I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me
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Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get
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Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this
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Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy
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Gutters of the street where my mind be
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Play the game, get you a 'zil'
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Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill
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Heat, got it with me still
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Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched
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Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW
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Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace
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Bitch, I'm about to-
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[G. Dep]
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Blast off, yo I get it poppin'
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When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin'
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Yo, I'm about to blast off
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See me at the show, when I rock everybody know
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Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
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Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock
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Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
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Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot
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[Loon]
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Aiyyo son, I'm about to blast off, like an astronaut
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Niggas don't wanna see a nigga blast the glock
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Niggas don't wanna see a nigga flash the rocks
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And pop up in the flashy drop - motherfuckers
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Niggas know me, Loon's a gunslinger
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Fuck fightin' a nigga, I'm usin' one finger
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Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger'
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Some niggas get shot, live and become singers
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Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified
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Than to stand here and testify
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But, other than that though, we never get caught
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We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal court
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We gettin' bread in New York, ain't better the sport
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So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support
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But, I think it's best you go 'head and just walk
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Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse
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Yo, I'm about to-
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[G. Dep]
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Blast off-
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Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
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Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
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Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
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Nigga, I'ma blast off
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Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
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Nigga, I'ma blast off
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Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
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Blast Off
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| P. Diddy |
