Chorus
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Tell ya bout this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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So let me tell you about this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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Verse 1
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{Yella Boy}
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I was creepin' through Newtons gave my boy some fuckin' dap
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I looked to my right and lil' hurt was about to strap
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I rocked upon the mic I made the whole crowd clap
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Tec-9 was in the back with boo-koo bitches on his lap
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Bigge de bouncin' through the pot hos was on my j
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I'm givin' eye to eye to this lil' freak named Renee
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Spittin' much game and my game be cold
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Now why them hos be sweatin' me
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Because of the vibes of the Kangol
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Chorus
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Tell ya bout this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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So let me tell you about this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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Verse Two
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{Tec-9}
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Everybody buck wild because it's Sunday night
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Music got it goin' on and it's kind of hype
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Lil' Ya is on the mutherfuckin' mic tonight
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Got the bitches pussy poppin' so we keepin' it tight
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My nigga Pee Wee in the back rippin' shit up
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He asked me would I grab the mic I said wusup
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Ya know I slowly approach the mic wit my hand
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Everybody was clappin' to what I was sayin'
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Till that nigga from the other side shouted out
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Mutherfuck that third put a boot in yo mouth!
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Got damn nigga trippin' must be on that shit
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Cuz before the bitch knew I was gettin' dat lick
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As I knocked out the big mouth who fucked up my show
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I told him it was sent around so it's time to go
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Chorus
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Tell ya bout this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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So let me tell you about this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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Third Verse
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{Lil' Ya}
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Sittin' in the club lookin' real sharp gee
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Niggas break out fightin' uh oh its gettin' rowdy
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Hos in the front try'na break it up I'm chillin' in the back
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Try'na get my fuckin' dick sucked
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Ya see they distracted about wards
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They servin' them hos come up drivin' and shoppin' in fancy cars
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But me I'm just chillin' like a fuckin' villain
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Step against the chrome and there will be another killin'
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Somebody's on the mic rockin' the bitches
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Lil' Slim my nigga Pimp they shit was tight
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Nigga lit up a blunt the hos was nothin' nice
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The big man started to make fight
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Chairs started flyin' in the air
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But when you at Newtons nobody don't care
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Then Ms. Tee poped up on the scene
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With that I don't give a ( I don't give a)
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You know what that mean bitches weigh tires
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With the fuck me Yella they was straight eddie bowin'
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Who the fuck is Tec-9 a nigga with a lot of dog bitches
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On his mutherfuckin' mind then I head of Juvie of Valence street
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Down wit playa they call him lil' Gangsta Dee
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Newton was wild that night gee that's the same night
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Every fuckin' thing got wild
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Chorus
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Tell ya bout this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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So let me tell you about this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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Verse Four
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{Yella Boy}
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I slowly moved to the bar to get another slow gin
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I turned back around hands was goin' in the wind
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A nigga can't walk straight he full of that fuckin' dank
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Walked up to another nigga that was drunk and waist his drink
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He said ya blow my fuckin' high so nigga don't apologize
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I Feel ya about to play me like a ho suddenly ya bout to die
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Chorus
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Tell ya bout this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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So let me tell you about this time things they got wild
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They got wild they got wild they got rowdy
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Fifth Verse
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{Tec-9}
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Now I can't understand how a nigga sweat a bitch
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Gettin' all pumped because yo ho in my shit
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If ya tell her in her face ya fucked her
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Then that uptown bitch wouldn't disrespect ya
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You don went and got yo whole posse for me
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Ya tried to test my nine to see if I was a gee
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Mutherfucker as I pop my trunk let me see dat ass run
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But the bullets from my gage put ya on front page
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| All the shit that went down didn't |
