(featuring Clipse, Fam-Lay & Rosco P. Coldchain)
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[Pharrell in background]
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[Pharrell]
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Yo, hah huh, yo tell em
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[Verse - Pusha T]
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Kard' in me, I flow too angry for some
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Introduce myself I waving a gun
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Cocked the banger, filled the barrell, pop minus one
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Pop again, lay his men flee now it's down
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Known for popping four and putting cock in whore
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Love expensive homes of stones with pocket doors
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I fuck white whives, that drive white fives
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Go to court, testify for me and tell white lies
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When I pull up, the people say "HOT them boys!"
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22 but childish how we cop them toys
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Sorry contradict myself, kinda hard to stop it
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Glock and my ski nose, piece out of the pocket
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[Verse - Boobonic]
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Hey yo it's Boobonic, tightest nigga around here
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I'm next level, motherfuckers is downstairs
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Niggaz call me a square, when I clock
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Cause I'm eating from four corners in one block, get it?
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Bottom line I'm the shit at all times
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Come through in the five, grippin all dimes
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Let's weigh mine to yours
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I went to Vegas in '94, mind you I'm only 20
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Ain't wit a whole lotta shit, just money
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I'm so paid, that's why you niggaz so funny
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X ya name, cause I'm next in the game to shine
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Y'all faggot rappers can't fuck wit mine
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[Chorus - Rosco P. Coldchain] (2x)
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Y'all niggaz walk wit no belief
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Y'all niggaz talk wit no relief
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When you see me wit that .44 know it's me
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Give up that cash, or that pack, or that cocoa leaf
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[Verse - Fam-Lay]
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Fam-Lay ain't scared y'all
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Look, I swear I ain't scared
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Six shots at his mink cap, watch our shit
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Look the nigga bout to die and he don't even know it
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I fucked wit a lotta chicks that I don't even go at
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Have a suit from the coppers, the dope won't even throw it
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And y'all never knew I'm mad cause I won't even show it
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Calm demeanor, flips when I palm the nina
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I'm gifted, get shit straight from Argentina
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Three vicious pimps but they moms is meaner
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Got big tit chicks, Lord y'all should see 'em
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The boss is heavy, let off cross and steady
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Or even straight through the middle like Dorsey Levy
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[Verse - Mr. Man]
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In the ML 430, block crack and twist em
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Bruce'll fall back bitch see the solar system
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Hoes - never kiss em, fuck get a dick sucked
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You better than what? More hoes than who?
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Can't na nigga ball like Mr. Man and Boo
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Gucci from the suit, shirt belt to the suit
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Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
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When my block getting money, everything is fine
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Cop two bricks, stole ride roun' nine
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Now I'm the shit, the clique is cool
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And we boost six hours shift, fuck school
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Fuck ice, I got heat that'll blow your cool
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[Chorus]
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[Verse - Rosco P. Coldchain]
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Playas think they can stand infront of me? Wit that ice on
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Like as if Rosco wouldn't make their brains all crispy
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I'm far from patient, it take something minor to push me
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I thought my name was self explanatory, y'all niggaz be asking for it
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Rosco's slang term for gun, P's for Porter
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Coldchain nigga I'll take yours and sport it
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And if you pussies got something to say about that
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You can chit chat wit me and my gat, that day about that
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On the spot, that moment, that second about that
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I'll pull the Heckling, cock, and commense to pop
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Heat from the stove, oven stuffing baking your top
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And while you're on the pavement bleeding to death
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I'll proceed to inspect - your pockets
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Fingers, wrists, and your neck
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I want the platinum rings, watches, including baguettes
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[Verse - Malice]
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When I come it's wit 10 friends and a cross beam
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Red dot pulsating on his offspring
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Far from fiction what I kick in these flows
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I'm the proud pop of them twin fo fo's
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Mac and nine milly, ice quite chilly
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I chase that paper, being broke? that's silly
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What's worse than a group a niggaz wit no say?
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We skip to the front of the line and don't pay
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His stash at the foot of the bed, you don't say
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Fill his Dolce wit more holes than crochet
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No deal go down wit out a gun involved
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Cause I'm raw like a Harley wit monkey bars
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[Chorus - to fade]
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Cocoa Leaf (No Relief)
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