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[Tek]
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Let's go...no time to do your hair baby
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[Starang]
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Ayo! There the go kid!
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[All]
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Right there! Right there!...Oh Oh Oh Oh...
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[MS]
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I'm movin' smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice
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because these fools who be sliding on tracks braggin' they nice
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headz screamin' they need it but do you really want hardcore?
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Stakes is High like De La plus i'm fiending to start more
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[Starang]
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Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any hooligan
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frontin' on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin' with?
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y'all be on the mic kickin' nothing but that nonsense
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nigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb since
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[Tek]
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Tell me to maintain and keep doin' my thang
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keep my dick in my pants, and just stack the green
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shorties can't be coniving, had to flip about warning
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now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin'
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CHORUS:
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[Starang]:Now in the back of my mind, yo I really do hope
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[Tek]:that motherfuckers out here don't take my crew for no joke
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[MS]:'cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin' for broke
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[All]:but we'll never fall victim to the OHKEEDOKE!
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[Starang]:It goes on and on and on and on
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[All]:you keep on, and you don't stop
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[Starang]Yo, it goes on and on and on and on
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[All]: You keep on and you don't stop
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[Starang]
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steepin' to ya, Dru Ha, you hit the jackpot
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Starang bust thangs since Tek found the A-Black spot
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me and Mr. Smokee, playin' the lo-key
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puffin; on L's, I never fell for the ohkee...
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[MS]
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...Doke! when your plan goes up in smoke
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like a Bob Marley spliff being smoked to a roach
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but on the contrair, if I smoked an ounce a day
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it'll only make a mess when I bounce this way
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[Tek]
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The jail scene ain't workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall
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fam put a block on the phone, won't accept collect calls
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and to top it all off, heard my co-defendant turned canary
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stutter steeping through the house lookin' all scary
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I'm just waiting to face him in the mess hall
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thinkin' 'bout the Tyson loss, gettin' my reps off
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and the niggas in the world that I used to roll with
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dont even write scripts, that's the ohkeedoke shit
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[CHORUS]
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[Starang]
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Niggas say Starang's smooth, just like ice without cube
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I'm nice without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track
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niggas call me Starang, others call me Jack
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but if you call and I'm not home, you can call me back
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but no matter where i'm at, I always rock the show
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the niggas next up on the mic, y'all niggas gots to go
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Phantom of the Opera, yo I blow scenes North, South, East
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West, fuck your chest dukes, get it out your mouthpiece
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[Tek]
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(I was) laid back sippin' Beck's, gently cleaning off a black Tek
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JP's cuban link got my neck laced (shine baby)
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steal the show like a thief, blow without a trace
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see so many wannabe's steadily tryin' to be me
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act grimy, crimies constantly scheme how to fi me
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out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homeless
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no disresepct intended, but it's a fucked up world we live in
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[MS]
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My lust for hip hop got me strivin' for perfection
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and when my inner glow shine, you vision my reflection
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and now chumps had to get a closer glimpse at it
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as sweat trickle down your face, you break into a panic
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[CHORUS]
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(phonecall 1-900-GET-DA-BOOT)
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[Tek]
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like when your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that's the
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ohkeedoke,
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when shorties come to see a nigga with...while you bleedin' is the
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ohkeedoke,
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too
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[Starang]
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Magnum Force...
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[Tek]
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world wide...
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[Starang]
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Strictly BCC...Strictly BCC...
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It goes on and on and on and on
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you keep on and you don't stop
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Word up y'all everything is nature, word up y'all, I don't hate cha
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we keep it movin'...we keep it movin'...
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[Tek]
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yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your crib
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with your license...that's the ohkeedoke...
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Ohkeedoke
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Boot Camp Clik |