*featuring Master P
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[Silkk]
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Wassup, wassup?
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Straight up muthafuckin' gangsta (muthafuckin' gangsta)
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5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Bitch Im'a killa for reala
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that's no joke
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slide nigga either fast or slow
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I gotsta pop
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nigga don't stop
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cuz one of us gotsta go
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muthafuckas be trippin'
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I'm from these streets where the mission is to die
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Preparin' like I was to die
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Down South, West Coast niggas two sides
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You bitches be tryna' fade me
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But ain't nothin' promised
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Yah can't play me
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You best be quick for talkin' that shit
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That Im'a gets that 380
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I'm all up in yo' grill
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Time tah chill
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Pay my bills
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Gotta stay real
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Tru 2 da game
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in fact
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niggas gonna lay back, flat
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cuz I ain't the nigga ta fuck with
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So you niggas need tah step the fuck off
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Before I leave ya'll niggas in a bag
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Talkin' that trash, you get hauled off in a black truck
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Nigga back up, stacks up
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When I blast I'm never gonna miss
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Nigga hollow tips in yo' shit
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Bitch wassup
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nigga now
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lay the fuck down
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what now it's my block
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co' shop down
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nigga top down
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drop now
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nigga what's now
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where's the pop now
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Wassup baby gotta play me
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Grab the 380
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nigga been shady
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Even lately gotta watch his back
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cuz he stacks
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cuz them niggas be trippin' on gats where I'm at
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Strapped with a infrared pump
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I'm not Kris Kross but I make em jump
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nigga front and turn
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watch them bustas and they click run
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[chorus x2]
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Bitch I'm a killa
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For real (The Shocker)
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That's no joke
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Strapped with a fo' fo'
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ain't nothin changed since I done wen't solo (The Shocker)
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1,2,3 you know Silkk a G
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I know this dope game like I know my abc's
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[Silkk]
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Bitch I be quick to leave a nigga lookin' like a cotex
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Nigga cocked like I ain't had no sex
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And I be on time like a rolex
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You can put me in a room with 10 of the best of 'em
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I'd be the man in yo' face
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So fuck the rest of them
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I'm the best of 'em
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Ya bitch be trippin' but ya'll nigga don't scare
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[Big Ed]
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Yo man Silkk these niggas ain't ready yet
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[Silkk]
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I know
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that's why I'm giving them a chance
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So they can prepare themselves
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I be the man
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Ya'll niggas be trippin'
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And ya'll niggas be frontin' black
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You think this the shit my nigga
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Ya'll niggas ain't here nuttin' yet
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Cuz look deep into the eyes of a niggas stuff
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I gives a fuck
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Why I OUTTA!
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Fuck You UP!
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Nigga be hatin'
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So proud that they dont wanna fuckin' fight
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Cuz I done fucked his woman
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and now all her girls have been fuckin' light
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[Master P]
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what's yo' name homie? (SILKK)
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What you came here to do? (SHOCK THE WORLD)
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[Chorus x3]
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[Master P]
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It's time to flip a script
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and turn a half into a million
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and turn a hoe
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into a zillion
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my game be tight like the bulls
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and after my shows there ain't NO LIMIT to the hoes I can pull
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Girls be sweatin' me like Im'a bandana
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My lyrics so gangsta the police keep them on the radar scanner
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But I be tight like the Titanic
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while ya'll suckas sellin' wammys
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we on our way to the Grammys
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3rd ward brothers that came up
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Keep my name out yo' mouth
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like Messy Marvin I'm gonna wipe you up
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And yo' game better be tight
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Cuz ain't no luv where I'm from from morning to night
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Fools be bout it they be rowdy
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Still puttin' money in the bank like Uncle Sam
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And taxin' fools, dead
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All ya'll suckas on the block are tryna stop me
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Can't fade me
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And me and Silkk be livin' large
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Sippin' on mo wet but strapped with the plastic toys
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Down South we be hustlin'
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Settin' the line behind bustas that we ain't trustin
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Ya'll better wake up and smell the aroma
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Cuz we doin this from Down South to California
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[chorus x4]
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[Master P]
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The Shocker, haha
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Ain't nothin' change with No Limit
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Straight up Ice Cream
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We got some mo ice cream fo' ya'll
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The Shocker
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Silkk The Shocker |