[Kurupt] Daz Dillinger
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[Jay-Z] Talk to 'em
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[Kurupt] Kurupt young Gotti
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[Jay-Z] Talk to 'em
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[Kurupt] Big Jigga nigga, what?
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[Kurupt *sung*]
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Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga so
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When you see the D-O double G sneak creep low
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[Jay-Z]
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In the memory of the Notoroious B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
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[Kurupt *sung*]
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Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga so
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When you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low
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[Jay-Z]
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Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler
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R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
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.. hold up love
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You know Jigga Man resume, blow up drugs
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Blast round, full pound, no mask or gloves
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Face down on the gravel, have gun will travel
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Out the blue steel barrel get ya crew killed
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Perro ass niggaz can't touch I, muh'fucker what's my -
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- name, Young Hov', gun blow like AC
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R-O-C (With the D-P-G nigga!!)
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[Daz]
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Hold up (hah) wait a minute and
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All my thugs get (get what?) gangsta with it
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Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the pound
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with Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz ain't feelin us*}
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[Kurupt]
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Deep in and out, out gold Daytonas
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D cut through with 2-way Motorolas
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Nigga the Dynasty and the Pentagon MOTHERFUCKER
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Hollow tip, stainless teflon MOTHERFUCKER
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Jigga trigger, cock-a-poppa, nigga chest rocka
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with the chrome chopper, glock'll pop a nigga so quick
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Saddam Niastra, y'all done stepped in the mud
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and about to feel ery'thing from the flat foot
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Calicos collective, have you ever seen a
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four so clean like a brand new nina
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My nigga Daz (Sigel Sigel)
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Jigga, Memph, in bad-ass Impalas
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Butt naked bitches and pop collars
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The popular scholar, this is the beginnin
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with the hollow tips soarin, chrome wheels spinnin
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Never have you ever seen a G like me
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Rollin with the Roc, straight D-P-G
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[Chorus]
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Don't change the game for these hoes
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who plays the game like we supposed
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[Jay] That nigga Daz in the house
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[Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc D-O-double-G
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Don't change the game for these hoes
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who plays the game like we supposed
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[Jay] Young Gotti in the house
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[Kurupt]
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Two-shotty, quick to catch a body
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So put a dick in ya mouth, ya bitch
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Don't change the game for these hoes
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who plays the game like we supposed
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[Jay-Z]
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Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler
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R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..
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B-I-G still talkin through the voice of I
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For Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-da-da-da
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Not a Blood or a Crip but I put drugs on the strip
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Put dubs on the whip, got bigger guns
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than the fuzz on my hip, cock back let it rip
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Won't stop that 'til the whole clip's gone
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(click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not forget
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cause you got a vest on all I'm aimin is teflon
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[Jay-Z and Kurupt]
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I'm psycho, like no, other motherfucker
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And this rifle, right for your head motherfucker
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[Jay] Young Hova in da house
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[Daz] Everybody get down
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Roc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound, nigga tell me how that sound
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[Daz Dillinger]
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Cha-pow, layin all you wack niggaz down
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Blowed out chromed out, swervin through ya town
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What up? Jigga Man, my nigga Kurupt
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Laid back actin a nut, waitin to 'rupt
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No remorse as we bust, let you feel the dust
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Dogg Pound, Roc-A-Fella straight fuckin it up
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Let it be known; Daz Dillinger, rough to the bone
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All alone, roam ya neighborhood high exhaust
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High stylin, profilin, y'all comin after me
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In actuality they fake the technicality
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Dogg Pound Roc-A-Fella that's my family
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On site niggaz died for they salary
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We the gang and we walk like we talk
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And we stalk and we do what we do after dark
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Get one shot Dillinger Roc La Familia
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{*Now y'all feelin us! Now y'all feelin us!*}
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[Chorus]
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Don't change the game for these hoes
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who plays the game like we supposed
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[Jay] Sigel Sigel in the house
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[Beanie Sigel]
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Uh-huh, sick bastard
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Even mo' sicker ya brain get mo' twisted
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Sigel, two Desert Eagle hit you niggaz up quick
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Got 'em diggin ditches up quick
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Got you niggaz spittin up cause I'm sick
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Gettin up slow from hits from the fifth
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Let a row go quick from the clip
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Shit, sit a nigga down quick when I'm pitchin a bitch
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You see light then you takin a trip
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| Five hours, spill a clip and make the hammer |
