Bogie down productions was the soundtrack to my life
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I was bumping up when I was popping crack up to the night
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Cuban links got that...shit floated with ice
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We they ones they call at when they need to spray the blockers
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I got shooters on the corner, guaranteed they hit the shot
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You know we got it for
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Moving turkeys up till Christmas
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We call them bout the boss
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Presidential, 100 racks on me, that's the bare essentials
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Don't tell the feds no, they got me for a ticket
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But when I touch the town I dump with 50 on the strippers
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Dark side 3, Lord provide me
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With a couple little niggers that will hold me down
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Then I bust some yeah
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Dark side 3, Lord provide me
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With a couple little bitches that will hold it down
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They gonna be around yeah
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Yeah, I bocks enough locksets to the Treyvon rally
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Hitting with conscious shit, she giving me brain in the alley
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Get the curtains open on purpose to let the bitch see
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Is she curious? I put her where the lick be
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Most of these rappers is actors buying me in Toronto
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Writing scripts to the judge just to dump a few charges
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Tom Ford suits, slinging them by
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Tying me up my job from my criminal ties
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Went the a way before I ever make it
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Take closed casket and dealing bastards in an open case
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Crack a... you niggers never bust a gun
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Elementary picture last in the dark side
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Dark side 3, Lord provide me
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With a couple little niggers that will hold me down
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Then I bust some yeah
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With a couple little bitches that will hold it down
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They gonna be around lay down yeah
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DarkSide
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| Fat Joe |
