[A.G.] We here, I'm here. Big L here. I'm here. We representin DITC.
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So you know we gotta come take it on some DITC shit.
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[Big L] Hey hold up, hold up, hold up
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[A.G.] The crew aint here but we always represent for the crew
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[Big L] Hey hold up, before we get into this next shit.
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Y'all know the chorus to this shit or what right
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I know y'all know the chorus to this shit, right
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[A.G.] Most these rap cats
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[Big L] Don't know where it started, where it came from
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We been reppin this shit
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[both] since Day One
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Diggin In The Crates originators
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Why niggas playa hate us
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knowin damn well they can't fade us
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[Big L] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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[both] Like that y'all
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[Big L] I'ma change my verse up, fuck that.
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I'ma kick the '99 version of this shit.
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Check it out. Let y'all know I ain't to be fucked with.
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Check it out.
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[A.G.] My nigga Big L
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[Big L]
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My whole clique thievin
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The wolves out because it's sic season
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This ain't the time to have your wrists freezin
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I might throw the big gat
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To your six pack
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Click clack
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Let me git that
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Make it quick black
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Fuck the chit chat
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Why y'all test
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Knowin these hot slugs will fry y'all flesh
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Taxin faggots like the I-R-S
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I used to front
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But never really rich
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You silly bitch
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Push willy whips
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Like the white Volva
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Front on Carleone, ya life's over
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I bough my main girl an ice shoka
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Catch her cheatin and I might smoke her
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I make the right words blend
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Pimp these hoes like I'm Iceberg Slim
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And if I go to jail I might serve ten
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Clowns I disrespect
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Throw this gun in they face, make 'em kiss the tek
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Then I snatch the ice off they wrists and neck
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You better not budge when I point the semi at you
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What's that? A karat in ya ear, then
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Gimme that too
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Shit, I'm takin it all
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I'm not leavin a cent
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When everything out yo pockets faggot
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Even the lint
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You know the game plan
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AG, that's my main man
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We never bring luggage
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We go shoppin when the plane lands
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Still run with the same clan
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Used to be a Kane fan
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Everytihng I rock is name brand
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Element, ya dame swallow
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Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow
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While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle
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Takin midget's sips
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I run with the richest cliques
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Fuck the thickest chicks
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Plus drop the sickest hits
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You know nuthin about L
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So don't doubt L
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What this motherfucking rap game without L
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Yeah, that's like Jews without ice
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That's like China without rice
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Or the Holy Bible without Christ
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Or the Bulls without Mike
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Or crackheads without pipes
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The Village without dykes
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Or hockey game without fines
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[AZ: Day One chorus, fade out]
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Day One '99 (Live From Amsterdam)
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| Big L |
