With the sonic boom
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Day starts then it turns to night
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We're the ones you listen to when you roll in your ride
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Kingspade's comin by so pick up your pipe
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Kingspade's in the house you know we gonna get high
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So who ya'll wanna know whos runnin this here
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I'm only gonna say it once you better listen real clear
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Kingspade motherfucker, d-loc and richter
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These two white boys back up in the picture
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Back up in that ass like a motherfuckin five pack
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Bringin big class so you better bring a notepad
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Don't make me laugh cause you gonna make real mad
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Wastin all my time while I could have been at camp radd
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So you better pay attention
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Or professor johnny ric's gonna throw you in detention
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Ten deep and when I mention
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Cause I'm back, two more years and I'll be swimmin in this bacon
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Don't give a fuck dog, yeah our shit bump
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Hat flipped up tagged up in the front
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Where the weed at, blow the speakers in the club
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Kingspade klick still serve a cat up
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Fill my cup, so I can drink it all up
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Go back to the bar so I can get some more
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Keep it rough, sandpaper lungs, big joints, hardcore rips and blunts yeah
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[CHORUS:]
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Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)
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Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)
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Who run this motherfucker (we run this motherfucker)
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Who run this motherfucker
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Kingspade
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Back the fuck up you know we in the club
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You know kingspade klick be fuckin with blunts
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D-loc, johnny richter, ya'll now the deal
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Cause subnoize music that's for real
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That's hot, ya'll can't get none
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Bump bump bump everybody wanna get dumb
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Come get some, loc gonna pimp one
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Make motherfuckers slip one rip one
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Smoked one in the parking lot
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Like slangin buds I connect the dots
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Like damn boy, shit don't stop
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That thc, pass me the pot
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That's me, pullin in with johnny richter, we ten years deep
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So wheres the weed, hustler baby
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H-u-s-t-l-e-r
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A hustler, and we're still on the block yeah
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Just trying to put some dough in my knot yeah
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Cause I can't see punchin a clock no
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And I can't see pinchin my flow no
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So let's go cause I gotta keep it movin now
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Never like to slow down keep on doin what I'm doin
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Pimp shine, you better ask somebody (better ask somebody) better ask somebody,
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[CHORUS]
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Took two years off dogg give me a break
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Got a hundred fifty grand sittin in the bank
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We back in business lemme get a witness
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Cause kingspade dropped off ya'll better get this
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Don't flout this cause johnny richters still here like a likeness
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Of a life spent pickin shit
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Fact I know you were thinkin that back in the day when I was killin with confidence
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Chillin here with the hall of fame status ya'll motherfuckers know we the baddest
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Fuck ya'll faggots, eat a dick
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Kingspade shit d-loc johnny ric
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D-loc j-ric yeah, two of the sickest
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Kids from p-town I know you gonna feel this
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I come with it and deal with it
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But keep it concealed get caught on the drop big trouble come real quick
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My games real sick, I stay untouchable
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My klicks real big, and so I gotta roll
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Avoidin all pigs, because I'm holdin dro
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I should'nthave to ask ya'll should already know
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Who the fuck I be when I roll up on the spot
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And who the fuck I be when this funky kush drops
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So who the fuck are you gettin all up in my face
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Actin all real tough you don't run this place bitch
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[CHORUS x2]
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Who Run This?
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Kingspade |