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[Redman]
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Aiyyo, dot dot dot who is it the prime wizard
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Erykah Badu-izm smoker, vocal chord woof choker
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Now who block is this? (Yo yo yo no no chill chill
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nah nah hold up homie) We takin over!
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Gimme your girl, gimme your keys, to your four do' Explorer
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Yo Lu-Nile, crack their composure
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(We decompose your crowd) We layin down tighter than plaques
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When I blast I wild like them two bitches from Baps
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[Luniz]
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Yo, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy
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Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies
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Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese
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Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin lines
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off each other's booty love the Luniz
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I went from smokin dubs to QP's
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Make hits for thugs that bankin hoopies
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and aimin uzis, at who dirty mackin my loochie
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Come clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
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Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
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And wonder the cause, cuz big dope had his balls
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Got small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola
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Took the drunkest O-A, and let the X take shit over
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No need to get juiced cause it's the anti-depressant
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Smile now but trip later, and put your hand out for the present
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Lay down for fifteen, so your body can feel rest
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Kick your fe
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Hypnotize
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Luniz |