Yo it's the slick, rugged dick, tripe nigga from the heights again
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I'm gettin' nice again, enter pussies like mice and men
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So why pretend to be something that you aint
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you got me laughin to tha fuckin bank and plus I'll do ya something stank
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(nigga)
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I'm bad to the bone, gnaws on the gristle puttin the squeeze on niggas,
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so (what?) fuck mr. whipple if ya nibble on my ear, baby girl, it might tickle
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I drink Old E like Fred D drink the ripple
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Word ta God, niggas wanna play hard rock for doses, that shit got to go, i cock
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back, shot the flow, CAUGHT!
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now hook 'em to the respirator drip,
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the shit bag to his hip while he vision in tha escalator
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now play tha humble in the tunnel with the bright light at tha end of it, word
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is born time ta end this shit
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<chorus>
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here we go
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here we go yo, time ta get dough
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that's how it is yo, that's how it go
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x3
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Guess who's next up ta flex, no need ta introduce
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we holdin down tha spot just like tha pimps do on the 40 deuce
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so here's the story, kid ya bore me, don't ignore me
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you gettin kills in my territory
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You think you're clever sun, but you never sun
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gonna get a chance ta fuckin con me like edison
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i think ya better run cause i'm comin atcha
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and what the fuck ya gonna do when i catch ya
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ya liddle bastid you'll get that ass kicked, when i blast it
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your gonna end up in a fuckin casket,
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i kicks tha mad shit i come ta show tha flow
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you're fuckin with a pro but i guess by now ya know, so
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well now i gotcha niggas stumblin', i see ya fumblin, kill tha mumblin
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cause when i'm on tha track i'm never wack when i be rumblin'
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like this, like that, i'm fatter than the fattest,
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niggas wish they had this, they know my style's the fuckin baddes',
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you got tha status, but yo you're just a pussy, i'll fuck your girl i'll make
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her do that watussi
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you need protection when in my section, for the injection, another one in my
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fuckin collection
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I blast off like a rocket, so don't knock it,
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till ya try it, i come deep like a riot, ya can't deny it,
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i keep it on lock, a forty and blunt ma'fucka and ya don't stop
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i'm on tha scene with tha nicotine puffa,
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i gut ya clean ta make your fuckin spleen rupture,
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nice with the ways since the days ask niggas, i know a lot of rap figures and
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pushin' crack niggas
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perhaps wack niggas need ta play tha back step
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i got styles for days, but styles aint even hatch yet
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hate me, but never violate me
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used to smoke a pound a week but i been gettin higher lately
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rhyme sayers need prayers cause snipers gettin hot
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when you make tha sign of the cross X marks tha spot
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L clips to my lips with my niggas to my side
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3-80 sesh in the 3-25
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oops i'm at the eight now, beast think I push more rock than mr slate, i'm fat
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like ricki lake, here we go.
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Here We Go
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