[Intro - Peedi Crakk]
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P., P. Crakk Cocaine
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B., B. Mack is back
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Chad, Chad what's on track?
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[Chorus 1 - Peedi Crakk]
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I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my b-boy Beans
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And my S.P. chain gang, doing the damn thing
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I Gotta Have It! Don't forget my boogie with beam
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That keep me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?
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[Verse 1 - Peedi Crakk]
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Chain gang, gang bang, let my middle finger hang
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Ain't nothing changed my name, P. Crakk Cocaine (P. Crakk Cocaine)
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Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't clean
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No one to blame but Peedi and a nigga I mean (nigga I mean)
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Ten stacks, Crakk come to the club and do the thing
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You ain't got that, I'm in the crib fixing my bricks
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Style back, that's the method-zine
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About to get your four stressed
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So I can whip back on the whole sixteenth
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[Chorus 1]
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[Verse 2 - Beanie Sigel]
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B. Mack, seat back, S.P. intact
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You see me with Crakk, we strapped
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What's the reason for that? (What's the reason for that?) (I Gotta Have It!)
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I need that, that Philly boy clap
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Hit you niggas in your back, send the rest in your hat (send the rest in your hat)
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Stay strapped with the Mack, with the 32 tall stack
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The aim all that, when I flame you get all that (you get all that)
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B-Boy Mack fuck with cracks since tall cats
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It¡¯s the Chain Gang, Bang Bang I suggest ya¡¯ll fall back
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[Chorus 2 - Twista and Peedi Crakk]
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I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my boy B. Sige
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And the S.P. chain gang for doing the damn thing
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I Gotta Have It! Don't forget the rrring rrring
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That keep me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?
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[Verse 3 - Peedi Crakk]
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Chain gang, lickey with the ban
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Quickly spit it rrring
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Sickey Rickey get his ziggy bang
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Snitching on the gang (gang)
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Don't forget you get that Uncle Midi
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Get him for his chain
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Simply give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cling (cling)
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No name, no blame, Mack 10 no aim
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Hi-lo, rhino, put your body in pain
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No play no games, 'fore blow your brain
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Bo range me after the show, you know of course I Gotta Have my...
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[Chorus 1]
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[Verse 4 - Beanie Sigel]
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State Prop click and pop hit you niggas with the glock
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Catch a nigga whipping in the kitchen cooking in the pot
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Pursue it then might crack you (smack you), hit him with the glock
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(When you hear that!) Then you know here come the cops
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Hold up, wait, stop, fuck the cops!
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Got the baby Uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop (cruiser to a drop)
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Get off the block 'fore SWAT surround the spot
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We be locked in a box, three hots and a cot (I can't have it!)
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[Chorus 2]
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[Verse 5 - Twista]
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The mayor of Shot, this ain't England ain't no kings and queens
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Feeling heard from us want to jerk and bust, we Merciless like Ming
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Twista and Beanie greedy like Peedi make the gun go rrring
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When you look at the thing, give me the bling
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Hand me the chain and the ring
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Balling in the bubble, blow a bubble, always acting up
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When trouble feel the double barrel of a double platinum thug
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Clapping, ready for some action, and I'm going to empty the crib
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I rep for the Roc and the State Property clique
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Homey, you can't do shit
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Throw a finger up, give me love, Remi in the club
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When they see these thug, in a circle, snip the 50s up
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Range Rove, 24 inch, blacked out bulbs
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Blows fast, but hit your ho slow with the soul pole
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Creeping on niggas trying to test me in the black drop top
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Pull up and let the bopper go bop, bop-bop
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Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, blowing on my back
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And do the same to any nigga that¡¯s trying take what I got
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I Can't Have It!
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[Outro - Peedi Crakk]
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It's getting', it's getting', it's getting' kind of hectic
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It's getting', it's getting', it's getting' kind of hectic
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It's getting', it's getting', it's getting' kind of hectic
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It's getting', it's getting', it's getting' kind of hectic
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Se pone¡¯, Se pone¡¯, Se pone muy dificil
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Se pone¡¯, Se pone¡¯, Se pone muy dificil
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Se pone¡¯, Se pone¡¯, Se pone muy dificil
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Se pone¡¯, Se pone¡¯, Se pone muy dificil
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Chain gang, gang bang
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P., P., P., P. Crakk Cocaine
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B., B. Mack is back
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Chad, Chad what's on track?
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Now let's go!
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