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Yo - who hold guns and rock ice bigger life;
Got bitches throwin they on stage - that ain't me!
I raise kids, push whips, an mc
Love like I love my moms
Love my nigga com when he bang dents all up in they wallets
Wall to wall bullshit I got floors
Set sail for tour since eighty-nine
So y'all are fuckin the same who used to be mine

And I've been waitin three to rhyme longside my people
Rico, de la, inject you with the
Dose of hop-hippin if you thought was slippin
Then put that down, you drunk off what you sippin
Catash put the dip in dip dive
Fuck with me and next you'll find yo' crib burglarized

Yo you recognize and try to analyze this
Hand over fist - how can a man act a bitch?
and switch, snitch on his crew
Yo get rid of the niggaz before the thing happen to you

And they'll leave your ass like glue
Blood leakin out, girls out, motherfuckin cops tweakin out
Got you on your like a freak, jugglin deez nuts
Smugglin these from s.c., you best be-
-lieve there's no web or a net
We done swallowed 40 of threat, yo

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What you know about my (my writes)
What you know about what's weak, tight?
And you know about an off night? (uhh)
What you know about niggaz frontin for the
And what you know about them gun (gun fights)
Got a nigga duckin while them show fright
you know about my writes? (my writes)
Ah what you know about my (my writes)

Yeah, yeah,
I'm samson without delilah, the soul
The drunk driver that rolls straight, take the whole
Chop it up with the family, wash it down alcohol
My telly's a desert eagle for all the shots I called
My niggaz ball, never settle for less
Heavy metal, heavy on yo' like two breasts
Step into my office cause it's time for you to roll
One false move, and we gon' beat you like you stole

Yo these style I should be called ? ? rap
Drawin the pussy out the after my prize, cause I want it
stomach what I throw, they know I'm right for they diet
They flow keeps the party real quiet (shhhhh)
The love I outweighs the rhymes I gain
But the that I spit 'em makes me cherish the name
So pass the mic so I can put in my
I rip it from to l.a.
With connectin to rip it elsewhere

Drinkin up black & tan in the of a van
I as a young man - long trip, piss in a can
Gettin a for two grand, now you got your own land
Let your mind expand, everyday a plan
is rare earth, swingin black tarzan
You got to live with the dealt in yo' hand
Stay young like peter pan, like sly, take a
And go uptown saturday night like

I keep it dirty under the bed (dirty)
Dirty like red; aiyyo, (? ? ) (? ? )
Dirty likwit flow thicker than the yoo-hoo
Dirt you dishin out, tellin it all
Face down in the dirt, doin my work
Expert, tryin to regulate my
Head jerk, spice it with rice, stick it
If they ask who cut the i'ma say e-swift did it

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And I've been known to get it on, the break of the dawn
Tash'll punch you in your and leave "potholes in yo' lawn"
(c'mon!) you makin songs? spit that rhyme my way
I can shut niggaz down like the y-2-k
I did a tour in ninety-four de la soul and tribe
We on the same vibe, cause real coincide
("right-right-right..") the is drastic
But see songs these is why this album goin classic

This is for the dj, bring it back one
I drop bombs like my moms told me to rhyme
I'm - old school my dad is
So add this, to your collect', plug won - who the

Aiyyo we theme park status, upstage these like gladys
little pips, they done tripped the wire
Blamin they legs, I'm claimin these tunes
In this we'll stay down like seats found in bathrooms

Yeah - we flat out classic, seperate the from the plastic
And I gotta say no
Play no games, hit the switches, the frame
no shame or fuck it all up, take the blame
Brand fresh out the box type hustle
Manpower is mind over muscle
Grind til the fall off, accept the loss
I never been soft, whatever the cost, to floss
Nailed to the it's time to return
My only concern is makin sure hollywood burn,
burn, burn to the ground, trick-ass niggaz
Is all up in the and don't deserve to be down

Four bottle rap, twist the cap and kick
De la, xzibit and tha liks came to get
And what you know about us ya
And you with half a face like the phantom of the opera?

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Ah what you know about my (my writes)
Ah what you know my writes? (my writes)

You got the right to shut the up! {*laughing*}