Yeah...
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I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine
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Yo run it back, run it back
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I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine
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I squeeze them nines, from behind the blinds
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I leave flat in ground in the pine-
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box! I'm not a killa wit mine
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But I get rid of nigga that get piece of mine
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Well if you got the bar separate me from mine
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I must be dope for you to steal my style
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Tryin to take my sound
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Yo run it back, run it back
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I must be dope for you to steal my style
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Tryin to take my sound
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You don't want those pieces out
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Better yet you better kneel in church
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Dont these hurr, put a hole through your detrich fur
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Your little style that you got is subminimal
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Is you ready to swing, blows wit a griminal
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[Chorus]2X
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Things we do to you
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Things we do and doing
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Things we to do you
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Things we doing
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Things we do to you
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Things we do and doing
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Things we to do you
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Things we doing
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You heard the click, pushin excursion whips
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New sherlings kicks, two words I'm sick
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Run it back, I'm sick
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Every verse I spit
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That I cursive writ
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I find the words that fit
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They come together like hoes on the curb for dick
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On an urge to trick, for them services
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Call me sir or if...
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You prefer to diss get turban twist
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(Whoa)Nervousness
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I curse and piss, on any nigga that's lame
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Call me sick and insane
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Talkin chickens for brains
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Shift the stick in the range
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When I click and I BANG!
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Niggas pick up your frame, till you lifted in shame
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They goin down quite quick like a wich when in flame
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I'm in the wickedest game
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Run it back, Wickedest game
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Don't get stick for ya chain
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It's the Slum to the Villa, your head unda the pilla
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Why? (We're coming kill ya)
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[Chorus]2X
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*Introducing the world famous, Slum Village! Are ya Ready baby? Let me know if ya ready! All the way from De-(Dj scratches) Detroit!
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Yeah Yeah you look and stare
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I see you shook in prayer
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I bust at you, (bang) they cuffin who?
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What you wan do? 1 2, you wanna (girl moans)
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For sho ya do, if ya hold a crew
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I don't need a clip, to bust ya lip
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I run ya shit, wit a swift fist
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If you gon talk the shit (talk the shit)
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I'm aiming quick (aiming quick)
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You better run (better run)
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Cause I don't miss (cause I don't miss)
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Things We Do
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Slum Village |