Def Squad
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Uh huh
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Check it
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[Verse 1]
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No more long roads, my time's up
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The rap game is bumper to bumper, I take a shortcut
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I do a 120 down the Deegan
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Fly past the cops, they like he's speeding
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I'm in a two triple zero MB
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Flaunt it, til the gas tank's empty
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Yo, me and Redman take a detour
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Uptown, park in front of Branson's store
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I see a couple of chickens upon the scene
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I roll down the window and I flash the greens
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I got my hand upon the steering wheel, with the gangsta lean
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Watch and rings, doin my thing, bling, bling
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I'm out there sittin on Lorenzo's
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Attractin, two, four, five, or six hoes
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Uh, girls scream my name
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And the hype crazy, it wasn't me it was the fame
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E Dub the rap sugar cane
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[Your homeboy drove up] I give a fuck who came
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I'm off the hook like 27th street between 11th and 12th
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All by myself
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CHORUS:
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Ayo, you think you holdin it down
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Don't get gassed
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On the real you and your mans are clowns
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Don't get gassed
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Ay, you think you flyer than me
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Don't get gassed
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I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
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Ay, you think you hold the crown
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Don't get gassed
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On the real you and your mans are clowns
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Don't get gassed
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Ay you think you flyer than me
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Don't get gassed
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I'm legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
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[Verse 2]
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Check it, who wanna go at it, buck for buck
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I come through like nigga what, in a Brinks truck
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Blow it up like the Spanish cat, in Dead Presidents
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Get the money, hand out gifts, in your residence
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>From Snoop Dogg, "Bitch Please"
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King of New York, "Christopher Walken" on MCs
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I'm hard to please, excite me
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Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge
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Heads first, face, thug, and live
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Now that my get you a "yo duke is ill"
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But that still aint got shit to do with the skills
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Uh, why you wanna go against me with no brains
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When I'm a big dude, and you a buck and change
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Me, I got no time for playin games
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If it can't ride upon the track then switch lanes
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New game, watch how I rearrange the structure
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Here's a hundred grand, keep the change you fucker
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I'm like the magazine, my flow is Upscale
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My shit flourish, and yours don't sale
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On the other hand, you're mad to def at SoundScan
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And left wit a couple of fans
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CHORUS:
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So what you and your man went gold
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Don't get gassed
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I got a couple of million sold
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Don't get gassed
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I bet ya next year you fold
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Don't get gassed
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I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
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So what you and your man went gold
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I got a couple of million sold
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Don't get gassed
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I bet ya next year you fold
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Don't get gassed
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I'm a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
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Yeah
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"Don't believe the hype"
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Don't Get Gassed
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| Def Squad |
