Uhh, okay, y'all know what this is
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Jim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfucker
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Drama King, drama game, bird caine
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DipSet, Diplomat - y'all know what it is
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Exclusive nigga, for the streets
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Harlem, stand up, Eastside representers
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You know what it is, check it
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Passed my hood throwin weed out the window
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Half my hood they be out the window
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Tell KaySlay throw the key out the window
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I parked in front so I can see out the window
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Get inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the side
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So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we ride
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Better yet like pilots we fly
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Trust me you be flyin all high
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like a bunch of birds and we dump the birds
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And we bump the birds but "mums" the word
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Word, word - man bird gang
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I thought you heard mayne
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But hold on holmes, I be rollin stones
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Rocked up like a rollin stone
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Blocked up and I hold the chrome
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Pop up I will blow up homes, DipSet, he know it's on
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Yeah, it ain't even fair
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I'll squeeze a flare, I'll leave him there
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Just bleedin there, no breathin air
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Just leave him there 'til police get there
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Whoo! That's my kind of work
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Fucked up buletproof liner shirt
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Then we grind the work, all kind of work
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We watch po-po, they tryin alerts
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Fuck that dough, they dyin of thirst
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Huh, so we cop it and fry it
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Chop and divide it, toppers supply it
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Yeah - hit the block and he try it
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Yeah - watch the cops when they eye us
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Yeah - you know our block starts riots
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[Chorus 2X: Jim Jones, Juelz Santana]
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If it's drama we can start it
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Start the drama, get retarded
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Grab the llama, load the cartridge
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Turn yo' ass into a target
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If it's drama we gon' start it
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If it's problems we gon' solv
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Get Retarded (Feat. Diplomats, Twista)
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| DJ Kayslay |
