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"Ladies and gentlemen, the World's Famous..."
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[Psycho Les]
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Here I come, to the rhythm of the drum
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Hook you up on some of that shit that got you numb
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Open up hon, I just want to see in
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The shoot my semen, the intoxicated fucking demon
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Shoots the low at home on the roll
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David dollar plus a style to put you in the morgue
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Tanqueray with the lemon, ice with the tonic
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Want to place an order for a samwich bag of chronic
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[V.I.C.]
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It's the mad Puerto Rican with the beats in command
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Hold the 40 with my left and keep the blunt in my right hand
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My game is tight, I got the flow
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And my style's a mystery that niggas will never know
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Rolling in my jeep mad deep
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With a live crew, of crazy motherfuckers that don't sleep
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(So don't try and sweat his route)
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V.I.C. yo, p-p-p-presto
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[Fashion]
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Another Kool Whip with the magic, so tragic
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I'll beat your little ass, fucking faggot
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It's the season of the hunt, fucking runt, I get buck and
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Blast when I buck your ass sittin duck
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So back up, how the hell you ever get gassed
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Break fool, and I'm a kick some Kool in your ass
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Puff up your chest, inhale, you're dreaming
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Now whip out your brains we're intoxicated demons
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[JuJu]
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Yo niggas try to pull my card and disrespect
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Get blown the fuck up cause I ain't playing with a full deck
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I ain't the one, kid, you wanna fuck around
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I got 50 niggas in here now holding me down
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Never be running outta ammo, got more so
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I may just empty the clip into your torso
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Step back, watch the body drop, ain't it funny
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Now you said all that to say what, money?
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"I keep flowing to the beat of the sure shot
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My favorite jam of all time is 'The Body Rock'" - Bobbito (Repeat 4x)
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[Fashion]
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So fucking lay back and I thought you knew
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Shit get cold when the Kool come through
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Hey but only with my style cause only Fash can do it
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Through it, yeah, catch on bake you blew it
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Blow me, or shut the fuck up, you can't hang
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See the slang, drips from my lips with the bang
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Boom, got a box of lead for a nigga
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Cause before you lick off *bang bang* I pull the trigga
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[JuJu]
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Yo I came to get mines, straight up, fuck the game
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I'm all about guns, mad loot, and fat chains
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Act like you want, don't front or feel the fury
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I catch a homicide charge and see the jury
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Quick to put a head out, kid, let me remind you
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Bury that ass where God can't even find you
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Fucking with the Junkyard nigga's like a bad move
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I keep my finger on the trigga I can't lose
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[Psycho Les]
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You know that I know who's a friend, who's a foe
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Best believe I know who's my girl, who's a hoe
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It's the klepto, dropping verses while you dance
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Blow! Blast you, call the ambulance
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Owww, bitches all say while I'm steppin
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What happened? You forgot to load your little weapon
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Oh no, now you lay on the floor
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While I puff endo and order beer to go
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"I keep flowing to the beat of the sure shot
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My favorite jam of all time is 'The Body Rock'" - Bobbito (Repeat 4x)
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Fried Chicken
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| The Beatnuts |
