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Play it cool and move it slow....
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(Sadat X)
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The nature of these humans is to wanna see rip
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Is to wanna see a fight and say should not write
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I say let bygones be bygones and let's make this cash
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Let's get this doe and astill let niggaz know
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It's alot of bad bitches in Atlanta
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New York is there and it's ripe for the killing
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I say hit me wit a stack, let me live, let me do mine
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Let me be aight, when I rest in the night
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If you want it, you can get it
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Don't make theatrics if you got soft tactics
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There's alot of actors out there in the movies
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And even more actors in the rap game
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I keep my shit in place so I can reach all my people
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So I won't confuse the words that I choose
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The Brand Nubian combo, Grand Puba ensemble
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Will make a nigga hungry, give him a piece of fried fish
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Known Alamo for 25 years
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So when I say pass the beef, then Ali passed the beef
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Wack rappers be sliding by the skin of they teeth
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No label could ever be able to stop me
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They might try to prop me. put me on promotions, but yo, fuk that
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Just give me my money, ain't a damn thing funny ?(real lust)?
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Life is a 3 ring circus, all of the ups and downs of the carousel
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That I knew so well, check it out
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Cuz money's what the two's all about
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Chorus
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(Grand Puba)
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Keep it going, no doubt, no doubt, no diggedy
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Hey me and Doogie bag mad doe
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Wit that nigga 'Mo, niggaz try to see it but they moving (move slow)
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So tell me what the fuk is it
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Weak cyphers can't wait for the God to come and visit
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Niggaz don't know on the d-low
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Me and my man Sadat is mad (cool) and we bagging doe
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So save the boo for Betty, I shred niggaz like confetti
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Bagging loot and I'm jetti, so are you ready to learn
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Of putting niggaz on ruin, coming stronger than Ewing
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I put the tic wit the tac cuz I'm the knick wit the knack
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So save the patty for the wack and it'll stem from the crack
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You know what, I don't hit guts of no nasty sluts
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Or get strung on butts, I just hit 'em wit the roach deluxe
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Cuz Doogie, you know how shit do
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So Sadat, let's bag this money, then push back to the bungaloo
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Go and tell your motehr, it's return of the blues
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(We can do it better) so fuk them others
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Cuz I ain't trying to hear it
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Then if time and giving loot, I be fuking five women
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The location now, we don't even ask while
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Lyrics so deep they keep passing you by
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I'm cutting niggaz down like drive by
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Niggaz can't keep, cuz yo, money, your shit is dry
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Grand Puba, Stud Doogie
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This is how we flow it on, Big Jeff, let's get it going on
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Chorus
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Play It Cool
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Grand Puba |