[City Spud]
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Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
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I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
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Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga
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Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
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And if I got beef I let the whole world know it
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So if you got beef let the whole world know it
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Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it
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It's the chance for your big career, don't blow it
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Or get it blown from the top gun nigga
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I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
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Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
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I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
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I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses
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While you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
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Yo I'm gettin head from the Mexican dime bitches
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Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches
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[Murphey Lee]
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A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
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The civilized jewel boy
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I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
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For equality, vocal ? and wallabies
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I smoke la like ? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
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Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on
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Actually I get hummed on
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Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
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? long, head at night, head in the morn
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Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs
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Cats be gettin gone thinkin they got it goin on
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Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
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Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
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Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
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Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
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Hoes be pretendin always sayin they too proud
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If I ruled the world, I do now
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Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd
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[Hook - (Lunatics) 2x]
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Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress
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Lunatics about to steal the show
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(Where you from?)
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From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4
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[Ali]
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I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag
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This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash
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Nigga ?? hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
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Talkin trash 'bout whoopin my ass
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I never let a nigga do that, who that
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Get his brains blew back with a new gat
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Yellin "true that", hollowtips is goin cleeeeean through that
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And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that
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In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
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An iced out ring just to score on your eye
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Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
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Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin weak
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We be ??? , Jackie Frost, ???
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Danny Terrio, ?? shows to the Motorola
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Money hold up, whippin the Rover, high roller dog
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What you holdin, I'm paid, so controllin y'all
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Yiggidy yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
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To rep that Midwest, it's sets and projects
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[Keyaun]
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Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes
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'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake
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I got moves to make, transactions to handshakes
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Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin CDs and tapes
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Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
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A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape
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Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
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Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
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First you caught a case, second you caught the babes
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Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
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Good things come to those who wait
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So if you waitin on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
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In your house with your spouse I'm doin the nasty
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I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and ashtrays
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Branson and hashy, ?? and wrap somethin
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And burn the place, ya heard me
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[Nelly]
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Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
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In the back door, infrared low
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Tell me somethin that I don't already know
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Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow
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Got three little problems I just thought you should know
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Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
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I'm obsessed with dough, money makin and the hoes
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Anything other than satisfaction gon' blow
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Heard through the grapevine you lookin for me
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Couldn't be, 'cause if it was you would be bookin from me
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Shook when ya see Nelly rollin in the GS-3
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Hangin out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
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Back the car up, pop the trunk now
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Can ya hold ya breath 'cause I'ma flood this town
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