Intro/Chorus:
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Somebody told me that this rap shit was fun
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You get to smoke weed and hold big guns
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Stand on stage rockin your Timbs wit your sons
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That's bullshit, yo I'm out to get these funds
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Verse One: 8-Off Aguilar
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Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter joint dies
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Could he see it? EPMD, Aguilar, recognise
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Niggas was stuck on Diggy before Biggie and Nas
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Test guy reported in The Source, even thought about "Best Buys"
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My 12-bar Count Dracula wit lyrics spectacular
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Sippin out of Coke and he's drinkin *?terror dacquras?* and chrome
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backwards
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Challenge any woman, balls nothing, rock the hardest
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Racoons rap with your soloists if ??? ??? artist
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Puttin it down on the day 9000, that's a cell with stories to tell
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Off those cells we're livin well
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In the '9-8-Off, country club plink off
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While you're way off, check all systems, it's time we take off
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Chorus (x2)
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Verse Two: Nocturnal
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Guns with banana clips, two Rolexes to master whips
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A .45 under my armpit
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Another one in the glove compartment
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Money startin shit, brand new shoes on spank shit
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Tek 9's, after parties with mad dimes
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Bitches twist the vine, I'm high and the moon's mine
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We're out to get mines, on a regular
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On the south, probably took the dreaded predator's pirate treasure
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In the crib I bought the leather, plus a movie screen
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so my team can play Sega plus *?the gods in Vegas?*
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An ounce of weed in every type of flavor
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Bank accounts wit fat paper, a major player cos....
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Chorus
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Verse Three: Das EFX
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HIGGITY-HARDCORE, sewer rats keep it raw
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Beach houses and more, puffin weed on Seymour
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Pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus tours
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Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on paws
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All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in stores
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HIT SQUAD, second world tour
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Kiggity-cameras compass on doors, signin autographs
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After, ???? ????, where?, In corridors
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Figgity-fuck walls, I'm buildin, splittin Dutches spillin
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Chillin until these pilgrims start ice grillin
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Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, Das EFX'll make a killin
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and grab the cheese up like Sicilians cos......
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Chorus (x2)
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Outro: Skoob
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Got the funds
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This rap shit was fun, kid
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We hold big guns, diamond gyms and Timbs and all that
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Somebody Told Me
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Das EFX |