[Ghostface Killah]
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Yo Lord did you peep that
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That nigga pussy, that's why I'm gon' eat that
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Live and direct, five Tec's, med hat
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Hugh Hef' rows, bang on that out of town nigga coz he UFO
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Patiently press upon him
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Ask him, "who you know? where you from?
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What's up Duke?" Watch how you pop ya gum
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Empty ya pockets'fore the cops come
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When I bus take off past the light that ass better Run
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An' don't look back (no), hide if you have to
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Dollar vans, just Run into boats if he have to
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Even got a.38, don't give me no hastle
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When that little brown book in your pocket read Mathew's
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Jesus Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice
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So Run little doggy, wolves is comin'
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Tell him London, he get done in
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Flame boy to his brains, hangin' out his onion
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Kunta Fly Shit
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Ghostface Killah |