See a lot of niggas talking bout war, you understand what Im saying, war,
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but now as a nigga grow, he progreses his game, he has a lot more happier things
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to talk about (more happy), jigga kick that shit
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yo you can catch Norea
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in L.A.
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wit mo bitches, and I tough titties some fly hoe's
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wit a pound double o's
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V-12's extraordinary pushing her man whip (errrr) exquisite
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watch em lock, pivot
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move lemme get it
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straight dig in it
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penetrate till you get straight Bo Riddick
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half of ya friends said they aint see him, and him
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from A.M. (M)
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to P.M. (M)
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Ill be chillen wit a hoe in the next B.M.
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yo I dodge fast
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cant mess wit es crack-heads
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back spreads
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Purto Rican's wit dreads
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yo mamacita
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Im not virg just like the margarita
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Guanamena, Guantanamena
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Jose its like Juan, back at Bayamon
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born alone, die alone
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never known to cry alone
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I hold it down till Capone come home
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I used to never drink, now Im known to drink plenty
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Cristal, Henny, Mo get me on the Remmy
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pack a semi-auto, but I order beef semi
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Dont make me and my click just down many
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Guinesses
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(whut) stayin' high like the blimpses
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nemesis, blow holes through the premisis
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***Chorus***
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Noreaga: Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
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Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
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Nature: yo doggystyle was my favorite position, until I switched shit
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dead shit, got on some hed shit
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doggystyle was my favorite position, until I switched shit
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dead shit, got on some hed shit
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Noreaga: gimme some hed
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gimme some hed
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gimme some hed
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gimme some hed
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A yo I cock a cannon
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me and French canannon
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travel to the top of the Grand Canyon
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we dont fuck, center-stage yo our click gettin hed
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then we hit the next state
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in the next bitch bed
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its all fun to us
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when we in the tour bus
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pola-tickin about which bitches we fucked
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same hoochie that same bitch tha happened in Queens
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seeing lil bitches from the hood stripping in dreams
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(whut) in it for once
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now toked out and smoke blunts
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then the pussie, still rock gold fronts
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turned out, no doubt
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all tha sons showed her the route
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yo I did it all when I was fuckin wit the thugs
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traditional, plus a nigga pops sold drugs
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yo impeckable like the fuckin chinese rugs
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still sexual, bone'en bitches right in the clubs
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you inadequate
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deep just like devil's advocate
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I bless that, CNN shirt plus a Guess hat
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my whole click touched that bitch and carresed that
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***Chorus***
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Noreaga: Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
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Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
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Nature: yo doggystyle was my favorite position, until I switched shit
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dead shit, got on some hed shit
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doggystyle was my favorite position, until I switched shit
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dead shit, got on some hed shit
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Noreaga: gimme some hed
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gimme some hed
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a yo peep the verse
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cause Iraq like Strange Universe
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my chest glow, from the ice left in my gold
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it was war when
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we used buy weed from Norven
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now we straight Branson'd out
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Mansen'd out
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Condo, three floors
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Benz four doors
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looken for yours
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Victoria Secret in draws
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yo I love hoes who long dick without asking
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wakeing up in the morning, hed action
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yo peep it
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Nore wasn't always on some freak shit
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fell in love once wit this shortie on some weak shit
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name was Nova
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Im on like the Ayatollah
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carani
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catch me wit the next mans ladie
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drinking Don P. gettin bent crazy
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Cristal is for the ones that only drink babies
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yo I love hoes in them g-strings and bow legged so help me God
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my dick get hard
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see you noticed
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most hoes stay focused
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below the abdomen
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her bell on my scale when im stabbing it
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and I bless you wit
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niggas take out yall small intestines, mad hoes get addicted
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and get domestic
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mad cause I dont fuck em like I use to
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bone they ass like I used to
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cause now Im used to, just gettin hed
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Gettin one nut and hit the bed
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instead
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you know my lah still laying spread
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***Chorus*** (x2)
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Noreaga: Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
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Gettin h |