Zzzzz, zzzzz, zzzzz, zzzzz, owwwwww
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Bounce, rock, roll, and skatin
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Bounce, rock, roll, and skatin
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Dippin down the street on platinum daytons
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[kurupt]
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I been all around the world, japan to aamsterdam
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Hittin like switches
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Dippin, hit the switches, which is
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One reason why i gotta make mine
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Cuz these fools on the street tryin to take mine
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Wassup ladie
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Times gettin shady
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You gotta lipstick wit it
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Thats why i'm sick wit it
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Hard to maintain in this world of pain
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But i'ma serve these rhymes like dimes of caine (check it out)
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Why can't we just chill and get along, motherfucker?
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But the views you choose to use is wrong, motherfucker
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Relax, me and baby s got it macked to the tee
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Just ride with me
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Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez
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Ridin' with the young og's (og's)
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Dippin down shaw, fuck all of y'all
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As i bounce rock skate on threes
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[chorus]
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We can freak it, freak if you want to, dine if you want to, but,
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Cuz since i came and you know [x2]
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[Verse 2: baby s, kurupt]
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[baby s]
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Let me tell you how i started on the grind for mine
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Livin life in my rear view
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S, nigga hear you
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About to drop the bomb
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Record one and blue calm, and yukons
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And john hook my shit up bomb
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Who controllin?
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Rollin with my nigga from the pound
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Put my shit in cruise control with bitches all around
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Make me feel like a g one more
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He once smoked
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For free, now its all about the g's and me
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[kurupt]
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Oh yeah!
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Blaze up a whole sack to the head
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We wear khakis nigga, fuck jeans
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I'm sure all the g's know what i mean
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Lil locs, young g's and og's
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We on the smash for cash and thats it
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We hit the stash and dash and thats it
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We don't flash we mash we blast shit
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And we don't give a fuck about a bitch but uh
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[chorus]
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Give it up nigga, throw it up nigga [x8]
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Why you trippin wit me?
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Won't you kick it with me?
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By my glock
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Combinin nots
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I got me somebody mad as shit
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While all the rest of yall is mad as shit
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I'm dippin down the street in a skyblue bently
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Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently
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Ten of the homies made a left
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But they all ride with kurpt, cat, and baby s, so uh
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[chorus until fade]
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We Can Freak It
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Kurupt |