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Fuck You
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[Lil Cease]
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Nine shots greet ya, greet ya
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Hang with Little Ceaser
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But don't sling pizza, pizza
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The gat carryin'
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Rap barbarian
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'96 Blake Carrington
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I brings the most dangerous diseases
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Trife please mc's of all types
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Homosexuals dice intellectuals
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Like my flow, my charm
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Wifey on the arm and stay fuckin other bitches
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Style never switches
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Inhale, exhale
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Bail Neno Brown out for shooting up a townhouse
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And him **sted** kids fled
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Rumors was dead
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No beef with no cliques
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Niggas don't want shit
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Trife impresses
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Lex's, GsSs
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Chicks in iceberg dresses
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Who the bestest
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M.A.F.I.A.
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But faggot niggas wanna spoil it
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Stop me from having marvel forces,
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Den gold Taurus
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I force it down your throat like sodomy
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Mama proud of me
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Cuz I stopped killing niggas for free
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Lil Kim:
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Uh, Uh, The Anne Klein
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Sporting coke
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Snorting niggas lovely
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I keep my pussy fresh like Dudley
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Watch this show as my flow bubble over
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Like Mo's and Cristal's
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Ain't here to bust a pistal
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Sippin hard on Cristal
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Dreaming counts, large amounts
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Cuz Frank don't play with lai money
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Get high money
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Ready to die ****
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No if, ands, or maybes
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I'm not your average lady
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Put that on my 380
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Me and my bitch catch flights to Texas
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Niggas call us Crystal and Alexus
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Bump into some hoes that be in Huston busting
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Trunk full of Donna Karen in the rental LeBaron
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Uh, who us, we just swerving
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In the dark blue Suburban
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Drinking Burbon
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With Heinekens for the chaser
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Police'll never chase us
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We too fly for that
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Process the fingerprinted
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We too **** for that
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I be, flirtin for certain
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Wearing short skirts and
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But ain't no **** certain
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See, that's the difference between me and other bitches
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They fuck to get they riches
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I fuck to bust a nut
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Lil Kim not a slut
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I gotta reputation to look out for
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Plus my boss is a outlaw
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Biggie:
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Uh, these mothafuckas think they tough guys
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Mothafuckas better hold hands stepping on ***
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Foggot ass mothafuckas
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Really ain' t no true players
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Larceny:
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Death comes the **** that oppose the clique
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Dick-riders get off the dick
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Cuz Larceny got guns for yall
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And if I get bagged my lawyers got tons of ones for yall
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Catching cases, niggas pull they macs out
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Niggas getting mad cuz I dug they backs out
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Then I blacks out
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Start shooting kids, cribs suspicious
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Making my escape jumping bridges
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Malicious, sometimes the danger taste delicious
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Rule number three don't take love from no bitches
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You know what makes me much stronger than you
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I can take pain much longer than you
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So what you gonna do when I run up in that ass, creep
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How you wanna spit a ***grease***
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Fuck You
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| lil` kim |
