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Yeah yeah, yes Junction, yes yes
Elope ski slopes *coughs* ahh damn.. yeah, check out

Niggas elope wit ski slopes and like avalanches
Tootin like cool bein a fool, and I can't just
Sit around and watch those nose membranes
My ends is loose and you can't stop rain
When it starts to

Lookin like Ms. Pac-Man, and Vogues and cat-man
I'm speakin about these pros you know nothing bout that man
The nigga the B-I-G is high and fly ValuJet
You thinkin about the beatin, this my is never met, nigga

Black man, white man, Jew man no joke
Remember me and my cousin to sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older now we up against the
Yeah kickin niggas door down; cause it ain't no dope on the streets

And a quarter pound of feet weed, that's all a nigga me need
Talkin about Southern sess, nigga you all up in that mess
But never shall you test, and never you quit
Runnin up on me with that fuck shit will get you but dead nigga

Be careful where you roam cause you not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that
Junction,
To all you players ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims
and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

I'm drankin on yak while I'm dippin off in that 'llac ('llac)
The around my way are always smokin up on that crack
Be layin them College Park hoes flat on they (backs)
Livin the life of pimps steadily makin paper stack
Niggas don't understand the master plan, yo' herb man
'til start kickin the do' in, then we ready to blast dem
Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) we bout, to (crash)
So mayday, may Dre, knock 'em up off ass boi

We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that
People got we forgot they always gonna a plot
up they sleeve you won't believe they deceive like weave
Thieves break in your crib and leave in that good life too
So gimme me and I'm straight, as eight-oh-five
See, blindfolds can't cover three
We wise to the fact so we with what we know
Heaven is the only good life, so what you fo'? Yeah

Be careful where you roam cause you not make it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that
Junction,
To all you players play ya brims and you chrome ya rims
'Llac and and macks I love the corners that you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,

Well like and football socks
A nigga be the mic like birthdays
Lil' Jon and Ser-cy, so are you
I'm callin yo' ass a pimp
Yappin about crew you run wit
Bankhead bouncin to that shit
So what mo' can you come

Yes, they can bite, but be us
They can come and pick up little but cannot see us
You to be ashamed, trying to fit in "My Adidas"
So Run like D.M.C. is me and no, don't got no

Well we zippin the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln
I got my heat up under my
Just in case these tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on black man was never the plot
But sometimes my brothers theyself and try to take my spot

Well, they come black stallions in the night
Usually fo' or five, is when they figure the time is right
When you good and sleep, I couldn't sleep until I it
Wit my own eyes, 'til they come over the hill -

Be careful where you roam cause you might not it home
In the junction, in the
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in sauce
Junction,
To all you players play ya and you hustla chrome ya rims
'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners you bend
Y'all, yes, yes, uhh
Junction,