[ Bushwick Bill ]
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Say D and Ak, those muthafuckas are down there at the mall protestin aginst us, man
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[ Willie D ]
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What?!
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[ Scarface ]
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Man, you bullshittin, man
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[ Bushwick Bill ]
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Yo, this's on the deuce, fuck the one
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I bullshit you not, my nigga
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I walked in there, seen muthafuckin picket signs and shit
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Sayin 'ban the Geto Boys', we're a bad influence on their kids
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How the fuck they gon' do that?
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I'm about two shakes of a rattlesnake tail off they ass
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[ Willie D ]
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It's time to get dead on they ass...
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[ VERSE 1: Bushwick Bill ]
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You goddamn parents are trippin
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Gimme some of that shit you been sniffin
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You don't want your kids to hear songs of this nature
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But you take em to the movies to watch Schwarzenegger
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Fuck that 'land of opportunity' shit
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I don't need permission to sell a damn hit
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I say what I want, when I want, how I want
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Try to stop me, get your fuckin ass stomped
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Call me a bad guy, but in reality
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Most you muthafuckas curse worse than me
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You rabble-ass, I show it, you goddamn hypocrite
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I ain't hidin shit, so suck my dick
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You mama can't relate, cause her mind is weak
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Fuck that shit she preach every week
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You contradict yourself in ever phrase
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Do you know a stupid-ass parent that's always
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(Talkin loud, sayin nothin)--> James Brown
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(Yeah)
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(Hey Silly Willy, let me talk, let me say somethin
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Let me say somethin, let me talk)
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Yeah man, we pumpin it up on the Southside
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I'm fixin to get me a Benz next month
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I got the money for it right now
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But I'm waitin on Rico to bring me this ki, knowmsayin?
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[ VERSE 2: Willie D ]
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Nigga, do I look like a goddamn sucker?
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You say you're clockin, you'se a lyin muthafucka
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Kickin that shit about you're waitin to scope
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But evertime I see your ass you're waitin on Metro
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I can't stand a lyin-ass nigga
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Try to be hard, but you're sweeter than sugar
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Told the boys you shot a cop to death
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But muthafucka, you was locked down for auto theft
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Say you ran shit, what you had to drink?
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Nigga, you was on a goddamn punk tank
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Washin out another nigga's drawers
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And getttin fucked up your doo-doo walls
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So don't give me that bullshit story
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Pussy muthafucka, I heard they took your commissary
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What the fuck are you, a man or a mouse?
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(Man) Well, why the fuck you clean another nigga's house?
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Hoe-ass nigga, yeah the word got back
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I wouldn'ta busted your ass, but you tried to high-cap
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You're like Pinocchio, can't get a lie straight
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Say you're scorin ki's when you're fuckin with 8ths
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Boy you're
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(Talkin loud, sayin nothin)
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(Yeah)
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What the fuck you doin talkin to that nigga?
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(Ah boy, I - I went to school with him
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That's my friend!)
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[ VERSE 3: Willie D ]
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Hoe, shut up, you're pissiin me off
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I'm bout to bust you in your goddamn mouth
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Have you forgotten my description?
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I'm a Geto Boy (We can't stand contradiction)
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Hoe, you got a head like a goddamn rock
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Is your muthafuckin brain washed?
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Just the other day I had a heartfelt blow
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And I had to beep ya just to find ya, hoe
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Another thing I dislike is your funky-ass friends
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Bitch, who you're fuckin, me or them?
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You're with the hoes all afternoon
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And when it's time for me, all your time is consumed
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But fuck that shit, take off my ring and my flack
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And you owe me 250 for the goddamn contacts
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You say you love me, but you keep fuckin up
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Dumb bitch, you ain't doin nuthin but
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(Talkin loud, sayin nothin)
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(Yeah)
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Talkin' Loud Ain't Saying Nothin'
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| Geto Boys |
