Pay Ya Dues
Keith Murray, Busta Rhymes, Frankie Cutlass
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Yo yo yo yo yo yo come here come here nigga let me talk to you for a minute Yo yo word up it's muthafucking L.O.D. Def Squad Cutlass in the house Redman in the house You know what time it is boy watch your back When I see y'all pull your dreads out your scalp check it From the Secaucus Mountain to the African Sea Not near muthafucka want to f*ck wit me Keith Murray, the ultimate Def Squad ?lean? Doin niggas in, twisting off Barcardi mixed wit Heineken I make niggas not want to leave the block Get caught out of bounds and get you wig ?clocked? I put a hole in the chest of any nigga trying to be the best Who the f*ck you think you trying to impress I express stress for any nigga out there lying to the press I'll put your soul to rest Wherever you be at, pack your gat 'cause police want to know where the bitches and the money at But f*ck it, bust it, we'll discuss it On a later date when you see me wit Frankie in the Cutlass (Chorus)-(Busta Rhymes) Sorry homeboy but your flow sound used Got to pay ya dues, baby, you know the rules (4x) (Coco Brovaz) Me said, dem not ready, dem not really ready Fa test this, dem not really ready, fa test this, spliff Dem not really ready fa test this, a black spliff That I roll wide and pass it over to the side P.S.C, Coco be smoking up the ride We got a job to do (for who) never no mind you The time is now, it's going down, I'm glad I found you Yo ?when we merking you? that got you talking so fast And let me know, am I gonna have to ?boot to D? your ass Oh for some reason, some feel it's the season To be good scheming, on that teaming thang (Some niggas got the green, thinking they can hang) So let's take it to the square where Boot Camp is bang Like Iron Mike, fresh out, on this hunt for gold Tell Frankie, throw the Cutlass on cruise control We ?have to be out?, breeze out to the weed house From Midtown, hit the FDR heading South (No doubt) plus big up to Stash, count the cash before we go in ?'cause plain co' through the do'? Trying to catch niggas wit they eyes closed (Niggas wit they eyes closed) Move swift and stay on your toes( stay on your tippy, tippy toes) More brothers on the borderline (borderline) Bless the sound and get ?dent? same time Wicked sound, ?come foy?, Sound Bwoy Burial style Chorus
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Written by: DARRELL A. JR. YATES, FRANK MALAVE, KEITH OMAR MURRAY, TEKOMIN B. WILLIAMS, TREVOR SMITH
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