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Ahh AHHHH
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Woo woo woo woo the hit is out when we spit it out
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Let it out and there ain't no doubt when we hear you shout
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Woo woo woo woo! Get it on witcha ghetto mom
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Precious metal on when I get you home shit it's on
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Woo woo woo woo we ain't goin far backseat of the car
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Baby doll ghetto superstar meet me at the bar
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Woo woo woo woo! And I got a big crew
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Hope you know the drinks is on you so whatchu wanna do?
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[CRU]
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This is it now, I spit now
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Extra clips now, to make you shift now
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C-R-U, you doin it? We-are-too
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C and me, be-a-few
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Uz' weigh a ton, don't let your tongue slip
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You will not have a fade when I give you the clips
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but you will get faded, but why bother
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At this rap thing I'm like your grandfather's father, great
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Wait, every line counts!
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Money in our pockets, so let me find out
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Somebody wanna stop it? Deduct our profit?
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Dubbin the album instead of goin to cop it?
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Nines I cock it, one squeeze will pop it
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Get on my nerves and watch how how yo' block it
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Cheeks I lock it, thrustin like a rocket
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8-1-0, 7-3, criminal docket
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Local corners and projects, they knock it
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Me and yo' Bee is like Tubbs and Crockett
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Money in our pocket, y'all need to stop it
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You still in New York with a demo tryin to shop it
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I never had a flow like this before (that's right)
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Give it to me daddy til I beg for more (uhh)
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Ooh wee!
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Hit em in da head, give em what they lookin fo'
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Y-O-G, Chadio, we'll hook somebody up
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People in the club goin side to side (side to side)
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Dancin with their hands up high (uhh)
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Ooh wee!
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Hit em in da head, give em what they lookin fo'
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Y-O-G, Chadio, we'll hook somebody up
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Woo woo woo woo!
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The hit is out when we spit it out
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Let it out, and there ain't no doubt, when we hear you shout
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Woo woo woo woo! Get it on, witcha ghetto mom
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Precious metal on, when I get you home, shit it's on
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Woo woo woo woo - we ain't goin far, backseat of the car
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Baby doll, ghetto superstar, meet me at the bar
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Woo woo woo woo! And I got a big crew
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Hope you know the drinks is on you, so whatchu gon' do?
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[CRU]
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When I spits, I spits for them thugs cats
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Money under the rug cats, bust a slug cats
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Robbin the greedy and givin to the needy
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Frequent the spots to slow down the CD
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Walk in the streets where they gots no name
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And it's hot as the core of the devil's flame
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So go cop clothes, I'd rather cop nines (for real)
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for them thirsty ones that wanna stop mine
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[Yogi]
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I wake up in the mornin, got the yearnin for papes
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Madagas', for that ass, CD's and tapes
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Been through Grants like ?, you know, true indeed
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Flow tight like Patrick Ewing knees, pah-lease
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Turn haters to a life of a crime - take dat
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With a recipe, you couldn't make dat
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Where the dice? Pick em up, just SHAKE DAT
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Where that ass? On the dancefloor, SHAKE DAT, til you break dat
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Hands high like I'm hemp
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In the room with more bastards than Shawn Kemp
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Wrote some hits that's notable, you know a few
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Yogi, I won't stop until I'm quotable, loca
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I never had a flow like this before
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Give it to me daddy til I beg for more
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Ooh wee!
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Hit em in da head, give em what they lookin fo'
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Y-O-G, Chadio, we'll hook somebody up
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People in the club goin side to side (goin side to side)
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Dancin with their hands up high (side to side)
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Ooh wee!
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Hit em in da head, give em what they lookin fo'
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Y-O-G, Chadio, we'll hook somebody up
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Woo woo woo woo!
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The hit is out when we spit it out
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Let it out, and there ain't no doubt, when we hear you shout
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Woo woo woo woo! Get it on, witcha ghetto mom
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Precious metal on, when I get you home, shit it's on
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Woo woo woo woo - we ain't goin far, backseat of the car
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Baby doll, ghetto superstar, meet me at the bar
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Woo woo woo woo! And I got a big crew
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Hope you know the drinks is on you, so whatchu gon' do nigga?
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It's a new millenium
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C-R-U, The Mighty Ha, Chadio, Yogi
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Anybody wanna battle, we can take it there
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The streets, we can take it there
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Uh-huh, and it don't stop
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Ooh Wee
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