[Verse 1]
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Yo, the G is off the chain when you come round here
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Better watch what you claim when you come round here
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You can do your thing when you come round here
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But it's blessed that you can hang when you come round here
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Ain't no playin games when you come round here
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Weak niggas feel the flame when they come round here
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We tryina make it bang when you come round here
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Everything ain't the same when you come round here
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DJ's pump the bass up
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And pull the lights back
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It's time to get it crackin and we love it when it's like that
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Ain't no reason for no treason
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So put the hater-ray down in this new millenium season
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Who you gon' believe in while you're cheesin?
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Ain't no logic or no reason in your teachings
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I'm steady on the grind round while you're reachin
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So just sit and look and listen, hear my twenty screechin
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[Hook]
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What is an MC if he can't rap?
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How you gonna throw up from the shoulder and can't scrap?
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Twenty-five with a L, ain't no gettin back
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Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
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What is a DJ if he can't scratch?
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How you gon' keep on trickin and stay fat?
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Jump your ass in a gunfight without no strap
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Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
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[Verse 2]
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You can be yourself when you come round here
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Ain't no titles or no belts when you come round here
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Keep your game on stealth when you come round here
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But be about your wealth when you come round here
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You get cut and left when you come round here
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So don't let 'em see you sweat when you come round here
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We'll be makin busters melt when they come round here
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So you'd better check yourself when you come round here
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We be gettin gangsta with it all through the weekend
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Get your lazy ass up, no time for sleepin
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Call your homegirls up, jump in your jeep and
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They ain't ready when you come, then you're leavin
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You're goin to the club, it's time for freakin
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You ain't got no ID to try to sneak in
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It's on and crackin once again you cheat the G-game
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Just open up your mind, no time for tweakin
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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Fat meat is greasy when you come round here
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So don't be acting cheesy when you come round here
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You might go off the heasy when you come round here
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And we'll still be bumpin Eazy when you come round here
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You better watch the greedy when you come round here
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Cos some of these fools are sleazy when you come round here
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Give to the needy when you come round here
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But understand you can't defeat me when you come round here
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Most stack a grip, trip and roll with some new friends
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Some'll sell their soul to the devil just to chip in
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Some'll lie, steal and rob their mama just to get ends
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Which one is you nigga?
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Where do you fit in?
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But this thing don't stop just cos you's a trick
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And hatin cos you ain't rich, you's a bitch
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we gon' dip like the old school, c'est la vie
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Hop your tread like me
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Watch what you say and get paid like C
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[Hook]
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What Is an MC?
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Coolio |