crikey!
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So Solid.
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Oxide, G-man, Lisa Maffia, MAC.
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crikey!
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[whispers]
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(Why ya wanna know, if it was me?
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What ya gonna do, if it was me?)
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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[whispers end]
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Yo I'm spittin', if it ain't said then it's written,
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I fight my mother for the flows that I'm givin'
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Never give in, bust shows never missin',
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Mad shots to ya chest, learn a lesson.
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Your mother's at home and she's sweatin' and she's frettin',
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Talk to the Feds, then she's missin',
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Say my name, then she's missin',
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Spoil my game, then she's missin'.
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I'm gonna get 'er when she cookin' in the kitchen,
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At night, in her bed when she kippin'.
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My gun's rippin', yo there's no slippin',
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My gun's rippin', yo there's no slippin'.
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When I'm blazin' I'm grazin',
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Burnin' bodies like raisins,
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Puttin' bodies in basements.
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And your crew is erasin',
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Well white domination,
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So Solid amazin'.
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I know what's comin' though, it's more dough,
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Flossin my clique, spittin' my flows.
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This is my dough, my flow's,
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Keepin' niggaz on their knees and tha bitches on their toes.
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You see my dough, uh no no,
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First lady lettin' all'v her chicks dem know.
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Dem know, dem know,
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Keepin' niggaz on their knees and tha bitches on their toes.
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Why ya wanna know, if it was me?
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What ya gonna do, if it was me?
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Now I'm makin' the riches, wanna know about me,
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But didn't give a fuck about me?
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Why ya wanna know, if it was me?
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What ya gonna do, if it was me?
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Now I'm makin' the riches, wanna know about me,
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But didn't give a fuck about me?
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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To my niggaz kinda figures with their fingers on the triggers get set,
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Oxide on the set.
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To my niggaz, kinda figures,
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With their fingers, on the triggers.
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To my niggaz kinda figures with their fingers on the triggers get set,
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Oxide on the set.
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Rip out the set, blow up the set,
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I'm a vet, you ain't heard nothin' yet.
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Rip out the set, blow up the set,
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I'm a vet, you ain't heard nothin' yet.
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Messy, as in a guy can't test me,
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They're aimin' at my head but I still wear a vest G.
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Messy, you better know how to address me,
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I stay five with my So Solid family.
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Messy, I'm gettin' messy and I'm ready,
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I'm goin' platinum and I'm gonna stay steady.
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Messy, I'm gettin' messy and I'm ready,
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I'm gonna go platinum, stay steady.
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MAC's got something to say,
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I'm gonna keep on flowin', never fade away, yo.
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I know you playa haterz playa hate,
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But the more you playa hate the more i make the grade.
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I were chillin', now I'm back in shape,
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I got a hunger for the mic so I won't hesitate.
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I levitate, I elevate, regulate,
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Devastate, spit rhythm like a snake.
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(Snake snake snake snake snake snake snake snake)
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Rhythm like a snake
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(Snake snake snake snake snake snake snake snake)
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I know what's comin' though, it's more dough,
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Flossin my clique, spittin' my flows,
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This is my dough, my flow's,
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Keepin' niggaz on their knees and tha bitches on their toes.
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You see my dough, uh no no,
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First lady lettin' all'v her chicks dem know.
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Dem know, dem know,
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Keepin' niggaz on their knees and tha bitches on their toes.
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Why ya wanna know, if it was me?
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What ya gonna do, if it was me?
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Now I'm makin' the riches, wanna know about me,
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But didn't give a fuck about me?
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Why ya wanna know, if it was me?
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What ya gonna do, if it was me?
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Now I'm makin' the riches, wanna know about me,
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But didn't give a fuck about me?
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So Solid.
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Oxide, G-man, Lisa Maffia, MAC.
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I'm cunnin' when I'm pullin' on my britches,
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I'm pullin' switches and britches, and puttin' bullets in snitches.
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And here be clockin' an' watchin' my figures wit' a snake eye.
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But you niggaz you be fake guys, you be real imitate guys,
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Are you watchin' my blink eyes, why you watchin' my blink eyes?
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Don't be watchin' my niggaz or no be clockin' my figure,
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| Beca |
