Yeah
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Uhhh
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It's time for everybody
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To get they muthafuckin' minds right
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Cause it's about to go down
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Straight like that
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Oooh
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Uhhh
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Kid Capri
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Ill Na Na
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And the muthafuckin' L O X
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That's right From the top of New York where they be poppin' they corks
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From the bottom of the slums where they be poppin' they guns
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Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's
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But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run
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The niggas that had cake and got sent up state
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For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight
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For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate
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Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate
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Aye yo, aye yo
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Our shit contagious, so ya'll niggas try to quaratine us
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Ya'll niggas shook up, and all that like Orange Juice is
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My gun American, but my niggas got foreign enemies
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Six cars between us, laced out
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Half my money from the drug route, ya know how that goes
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We into heavy metal plugs, and slum shit for the nose
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Is Sheek Lucion, he better ball with a groupie on
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My python, gettin' sex
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In hotels with connect the rooms
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Fill letter walk through on his ex
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Jadakiss and Styles walk a pound up through a storm
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Room service, bring 'em champagne with five matts on
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From most hated, to heavy rotated, forget it
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Next stop is movies, ya'll check it when Blockbuster get it
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Cheap-skates, sweatin' off pre-release dates
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For Money, Power & Respect, on platnuim out the gates
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From Rusell Simmons to Puff, Lox and DM
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My Niggaz (Feat. The Lox, Foxy Brown)
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| Kid Capri |
