[Shareefa:]
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Feel like niggaz taking us as a joke
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Gotta show 'em whose boss
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My team gotta eat
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You niggaz be stupid, you come with that beef shit you losing
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my squad of Guerillas no questions don't like us then sue us
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a natural disaster I follow the footsteps of Luda
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it's my time to shine
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Don't need no co-signer I speak through my music I'm tighter
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than any female in your camp, see I'm taking the title
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these ghetto streets, these snakes hating on me
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time to expose these chicks underlining me
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[Lil' Fate:]
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Cheah! Lil' Fate, nigga
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G-Road, Southside
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You niggaz can't compete, I do this in my sleep
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dream about money, laying on million dollar sheets
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Look at my feet, Louie, Gucci
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to me bathing ain't cheap, truly who he?
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Banky ears looking all fruity
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ghetto-ass nigga got some money and turned bugee
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Look at all them groupies, bopping, jocking
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Fuck that shit, Lil' Fate's a problem, and you can't stop him
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[Tity Boi:]
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I got a buncha shit
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I got a buncha shit
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Buncha flows, buncha dough, me and a buncha hoes
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drop some elbows on to ya, call 'em *Dusty Rhodes*
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I done bought alot of ice, I don't fuck with clothes
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I was a felon, you see me fail
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Now the truck so big I need CDL's
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only child that's poverty stricken
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Project lifestyle, I will get rid of you nigga
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quicker than a sack off in the trap
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Do it like the dons do it
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serve the next car that come through here
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[Dolla Boy:]
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We defeated the odds, my squad is the realest
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end up reaching the stars, they say the sky was the limit
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from the start to the finish the hardest that did it
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anything different is not realistic, we're not listening
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this is now a intro of a click called DT
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Punch you in your shit folk, get wrong, silencer hit home
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ugly when they hit home
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tell them sucka niggaz we from Southside we been on, we been on
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[Brolic D:]
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Now I'm the hood's best I dun travel the long road up on this rap quest
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strap vest young'n, North Carolina accent
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Don't act amped, Mac 10 bring truth with its back stance
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black bands on the money knots when I'm in the spot
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posted whipping pigeons in the kitchen for them lemon drops
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I'll fix ya when I hit ya clip hit ya for your lemon pop
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nowadays I ain't on the block pitching but I'm in the spot shifting
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for the top and the 6 is from the lot
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[Perfect Harmony:]
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Oasis of this desert, rap mirage higharchy
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KN guns play for the your Suns like Barkley
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So don't bother me, we got choppers like west coast or Orange County
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born with that norm about me
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They be high up like a balcony
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inspiration get it out of me especially when they doubting me
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I'll never go back to the Bedford Drive way of living
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cuz I thrive on precision you're high off wisdom
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Yes I am a Christian, I make niggaz listen
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how my intermission one time found it's way in prison
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cuz I don't act up, make you take a needle on
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beam in the mattress. Ya hear me? Yeah!
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[Small World:]
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Since I been wit a DTP, man everything just been better man
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better whips, better chains, better grip in the bank
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Extra clips cuz the young boy gun got better aim
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Young veteran, let me spell my name, S-M-A-L-L-W-O-R-L-D
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you are on to me, cover y'all niggaz in dirt like pottery
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My influence on this earth's surface is certain 4.4 certain to blow
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you who it's curtains fo' when it's for Kurtis Blows
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This here for the world to know, we fixing to blow like Merlin's nose
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Twist chicks and curl they toes, then twist and twirl the dro
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[Smoke:]
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They say roses are red so is the gold on my neck
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they say violets are and my diamonds are too
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DTP, got me on the bubble like court top
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since I met Luda I been playing diamond like shortstops
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Sold rock, whiter than Caucasians
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yellower than a coward tar hills in my red chain
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bluer than Smurfette's face, see through like an X-Ray
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thanks to Chak and Jeff lots of wealth
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blocks and bells and stock and shares, I'm outta here
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[Shawn J:]
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Man, when it come to getting head I'm the local champ
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the only male that get licked more than a postage stamp
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It's the house and my garage, bought caine wit a green card
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it's Europ |