Anybody Killa, yeah
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Anybody Killa, come on
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(Anybody Killa)
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What up ya'll?
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Welcome to the mothafucking Regal Beagle
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Before we play this next track
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I want all my pimps and playas
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I mean all my single, no lady, pimps and playas
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To find the hottest girl in the room
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And go up to her and her man, and take that bitch
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(Anybody Killa)
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Pour me a drink, time to get drunk
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Role that blunt, lets get fucked up
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What you think that I can't hang?
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Just because I'm stumbling?
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I’m a warrior, bitch recognize
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Sipping fire water since the age of nine
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Tomahawk in my hand like it says on my feet
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Looking for me a squanto to take home and freak
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Straight to the teepee, things ain't changed
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Pack the piece pipe before I hit that strange
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Pop on the deer buckskin rubber
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Lay her down slow on my bear hide cover
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Bitch is out for the count
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Cause she fucked all night and got her box banged out
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Should have known not to fuck with me
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Totem poll warrior from the 313
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(Chorus x2)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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A Warrior
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(Anybody Killa)
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You wanna be a warrior? Follow me
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(I can take you different places)
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Down to the roots, cause the roots are the tree
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(And show you all these passed on faces)
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But still living cause they living inside of me
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(They only wanna know about the Earth, they wanna breathe)
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That's why I have all this crazy energy
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(I'm only trying to explain)
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Why I drink, and love to smoke
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Regal Beagle powwows with my road fools hoe
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Showing off the nub (Yeah)
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Only hanging with scrubs (Come on)
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Take a bath in blood, motherfuck a tub
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That's how we do it, I ain't playing (No)
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Mud duck, hood rat hoes parlaying (Biotch!)
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Drinking 40's while twisted this spliff
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Detroit, Eastside, get with it
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(Chorus x2)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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A Warrior
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(Anybody Killa & Esham)
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Na-Na-Na-Na
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Marijuana, crack 40's
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To get by
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Na-Na, Na-Na-Na
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No you can't have none
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Hoe cakes gone, weed baggies bare
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Roaches done been smoked
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Man I'm outta here (Peace ya'll)
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Pack up fools, time to bust
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Searching for a new sack of mother Earth we trust (Uh-huh)
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Get high, stay high, live high
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And if you wanna go the way I go, die high
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This party ain't over til the weed man sings
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Steady locked behind bars, I can't bring that thang
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All we all get raided for helping ourselves
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Mary Jane get us focused, now she's wanted in Hell
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Now every party that I go to, I'm keeping it real
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Devil shouts keep them coming with a blunt to fill (Yup!)
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Stay true to the game, think big
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Front and center, buck wild
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See you next week kid (Bye-bye)
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(Chorus x2)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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(Wanna be)
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I know you wanna be
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A Warrior
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(Esham x4)
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Na-Na-Na-Na
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Marijuana, crack 40's
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To get by
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(Warrior)
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Warrior
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