*featuring Shyne
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[G. Dep]
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I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit
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Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip
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I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit
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Try to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.
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Talk about load ya clip, and O's you flip.
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When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.
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Roll the spliff, take the toke
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You either gittin cake or broke
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You can stay awake or (??)
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Take a note, take a vote
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Buy a landslide or tell ya man slide or I shake ya boat.
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Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oath
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To get cake, or estates by the lake or boat
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Bad hoes, (??)
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See the snake, (??) leave faith then they hate to go
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Yo, Its to late to blow
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Ya run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low
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[Shyne - Hook]
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
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[Shyne]
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Shyne Po, I keep it (??) like im supposed too
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In a hard top something fronten
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I must of (??) died, came back as a rapper
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Scareface, smith and eights, in my life after
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Bone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thick
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In the myths, of killas tryin to get rich
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Im two shells from hell, u can tell im made for this life
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District (??)
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I don't give a fuck, cuase im'a do me
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Till them hollow points, rip through me
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I was born to die, live for what
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Plush slut, bucks, guns and ?duffs?
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Spent late nights in the kitchen, wishen
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Watchin the pot boil, mixin, sniffin
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Keepin America high, and why wouldn't I
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Gangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk
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[Shyne - Hook]
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Flood ya block, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
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[G. Dep]
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Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burn
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Stop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turn
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Lotta cats gotta wait til they dead to learn
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Pastor Rev. Sermen, Ya learnin
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Ima wild card to play, guard ya pay
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Goodbye's hard to say, cause ya moms to pray
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Ya lookin odd and gay, im modern day
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Ima rep till im hard and gray, pardon me (may)
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Ima make it hard today, bombs away
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Lunach grenades, at your (??) and blaze
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Calm ya rage, I aint even on ya page
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Ya see-thru like lingerie, guns in a large array
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Hit tha door, kick the raw, spit that law, spits some more
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Everybody hit tha floor, im quick to draw
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Flows like hittin bitches raw, to sick to cure.
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[Shyne - Hook]
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
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We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
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Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
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Keep It Gangsta
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G-Dep |