[Into]
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This is for the real—real—niggas
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Yo!
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[Verse 1]
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Hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
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I G off C4 lyrics to blow off those Lex doors
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My texture be the kind that explore MCs
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And blow em out, metaphor after metaphor
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Im more wetter than your boy vigor
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So how you figure you can fuck with this rap unemployed nigga?
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I should own a fly bitch, house, and a Benz
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But I got chickenheads, criminals, and broke friends
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That love to get ends, keep the seventeens spinnin
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Pull out from my jaw linin, commence to splittin
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Brains and body parts that motion couldnt picture
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‘Cause when Im shitting, niggas hit more decks than a skipper
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Mr. and Mrs. Howe, Mary-Anne and Ginger
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Gilligan, you need the Professor to take the rigor…
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Mortis out, I got orders to kill em softly (Uh-huh)
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I wouldnt leave a trace if I died and police chalked me
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Whos the boss, G? You better radio the walkie-talkie (Ugh)
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For these Fatal Attrac MCs that stalk me (Uh-huh)
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Got a big dick in your bitch clit
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When I flip this, I got more work than a Olympic gymnast
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Bust it, I cut the mustard on any track
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Milkier than Similac when Im next up to bat
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Redman is on the mic and Ima… (Dope motherfucker)
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Yeah, you best ask somebody
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[Hook]
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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[Verse 2]
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Fuck the talk, I walk whatever I claim to do
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Knock a mule on her ass and turn the pussy black and blue (Haha)
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You couldnt run up if your Fighter was Virtua
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Im a round-the-clock lyricist, I sleep in my workboots
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Its a thin line between love and hate
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Its a thin line between the trigger and the finger of a .38
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Dust by far, my rap repertoire
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Be the art of murderin makin it hard for you to spar (Ha)
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We can chill and puff the ganja, but dont be mad
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When the funk Doctor Spock smoke it with your baby mama
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Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come here
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Male groupies gettin shaky when I come from the rear, hah!
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That get-on-your-nerve neighbor
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That play the music loud as fuck three in the mornin off a paper
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With mad Zul in the L-S-C
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In the downtown area, scannin the perimeter
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All my boos with the open-toed shoes
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If you aint gettin that pussy eaten right, let me show you
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Then let you taste these, this Brown Fox said
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“Aint no nigga like the”—Funk Doctor Spock, G!
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[Hook]
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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[Verse 3]
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As I dive into the crowd… Uh-huh
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I wanna see who the fuck gettin loud
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Who the fuck runnin off at they mouth?
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I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
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Word bond! Bitches talkin bout pourin out Cristal and Dom P
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They better stick to Chandon
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Blackin out wildin, smackin out weaves
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Breakin niggas cheap-ass chains and medallions
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Youre just a part-time sucker in the game
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Shit is real, motherfucker, start namin names
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And if you name my name, I whoop ass like Steven Seagal
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Give you Under Siege 2 without the fucking train
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Let your brains hang from the 808 bang
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And if I wrecked your cipher, then my Squad is to blame
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[Break]
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(“Yes, yes, yall”) Motherfucker! Haha!
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(“Yes, yes…”) Haha! Haha! Nigga…
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[Hook]
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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“Yes, yes, yall, and you dont stop”
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[Outro]
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Well be right back with some more funk shit for all you stankin asses after we pay these bills
