*featuring Baby S, El-Drex, Short Khop, Trigga
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[Kurupt & Trigga]
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[Trigga?]
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Yeah, yeh what the deal dog
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(Where you from?)
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BK, NYC, reppin' wid the DPG
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Yeah what the dealy
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, LAFC
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Everything else cool, the Wu-Tang is the best
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Dogg Pound's the best
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[Verse 1: Trigga]
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Mic accurate, trade darts TL
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Slight tint DL, quick flash
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Smooth as a baby's ass,
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Lyrical addicts, murder mics like a savage
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And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos
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Transactions, C-notes for the kilos
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'Bout our money, killa bees love the honey
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Puttin' a sting, on warriors in the ring
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Get mashed out initiation face slashed out
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Block dropper, drama action like I won an Oscar
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Eye on me, feds spy on me
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It's them cops in the choppers that play the roof
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Ready to snipe, stay bulletproof
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Ease up on the over proof
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Level head the liable and leave ya for dead
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Fill fulla lead
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Incidents, classified accidents
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No evidence, po-po innocent crime pays
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I guess it's the American ways
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Far from slaves,
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Yet behind bars and cage
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Fair exchange clicked ya bow wid ya 12-guage
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[Verse 2: Baby S]
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It's time for me to do this shit for all my years hurtin'
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See these other niggas bustin' raps that ain't workin'
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I'm jerkin' the game, heavyweight pocket exchange
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Touch my niggas that's broke and hope them niggas do the same
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Pause, squeeze ya balls wid no draws
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Down for the cause and hoes takin' off they draws
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Y'all, niggas, ain't knowin' the half
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Everywhere I go feel like I'm runnin' from crash
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My intention to smash fast plex on elevators
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Sacked a hell a haters crime raider on the fader
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I'm major now, women hit me on my pager
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While I'm puffin' on the bombay,
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The vietnam way... pimpin' in a calm way
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And rule one, never let a bitch know where your baby mom's stay
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[Hook:]
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Now if you see me creepin' thorugh SC
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Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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If you see me in the NYC
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Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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[Verse 3: Short Khop]
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Got the session on lockdown
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Make way for the cocked pound
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Best to give it all you got now fool
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For this new era, new order, new terror, new torture
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Run up and extort ya
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Abort ya missions,
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Escort physicians to the spot you and I met rep for combat
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Where the bomb at, chop up on that
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Niggas I been there and done that
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Catch a contact
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By drainin', try trainin'
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Holla when you've perfected ya aimin'
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Ready for a taming
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And catch me at the spot wid this clown gashed up
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Ya found me in his wife face down mashed up
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No stoppin' this, I'm most poppinest
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Anything to the left of monotonous
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Mister Khopadopalous,
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Blockin' this hold ya down tech potent
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Any nigga second guessin' keep his face opened
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[Verse 4: Kurupt]
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Check it out, got games, crackle
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Clash of the titans up against the crackin'
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Come to fuck you up, stuck you up
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Niggas bust, niggas lookin' like Kurupt
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What the fuck you want?
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All at you motherfucking small fry small guy
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Motherfuckin' small cat, beat wid pipes poles and bats
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Blast wid a small gat
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Run, and bust till his lungs collapse
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And hit the corner pocket
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But first strip his pockets
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He shouldn'ta got caught in the mixture
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See I'm the type of nigga to pull out the paintbrush
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And the board and the paper and paint a picture
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You shootin' and got shot
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We shoot ya, Drex Luthor
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?Then pull pens to report to zoopers?
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I'm a 6-4 rap, 44 mag calicos and mass,
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Double bags caught cash
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Wid cash on cash dub sacks new blocks
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Baby S, El Drex, Kurupt, Trigga and Short Khop
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[Hook:]
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When you see me wid the DPG
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Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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And if you see me in the ING
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Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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Before you fuck up my high
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[Verse 5: El-Drex]
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Yo, yo, verbal seizures
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Coming from the black Johnny Fever
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You b
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If You See Me
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| Kurupt |
