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virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
to the jaw
I know ya just bustas perpetrating like ya raw
Mash it, Trash it, search couldn't pass it
The trick's last album didn't even go plastic
Some
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
of horsepower so I'm able to stick 
Usually a good nigga even though I'm able to flip 
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, 100 for The L.O.X 
And if we coo', then I
got
I went to downtown L.A.
Got picked up by the cops
I didn't get what I wanted
But I didn't care a thought
I saw that life was kidding
Look
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
[Esham]
Can I dig ya on the D-L?
Pure satisfaction
Tricks be	-Real
Time for some action
I'm one of them niggaz that don't smile
But fuck that pussy
Can I dig ya on the D-L
Pure satisfaction
Tricks be real
Time for some action
I'm one of those niggas that don't smile
But fuck that pussy like it's
Paul]
The shit started off real well
Real swell the bitch was talking lovely
She got me scooping her from the crib say around 8:30
It'll be my first
parole
Imagine life as a convict
That's getten' old
Plus with tha drama
We're lookin out for your babies mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from
lookin' out for your baby's mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin'
lookin' out for your baby's mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin'
may be blinded by the scripts

Pass the L, the last to tussle in them shirttails
All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap
before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in
or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
to guard your nation 
For this military attack, to and L's draw back 
Beretta take the point on the Sunz Of Man war track 
I burn them like trick
album came and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper wood
So the silly little fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop
to skip
Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a 100 for The L.O.X. (Yeah)
And if we cool, then I write
the game wrong
You seen us on MTV and our album on the shelf
4-5 hundred strong and we ain't need no fuckin help
Fuck a hype man we can crank the show up
drink cuss and smoke and sock niggaz with cheap shots

The gunner wonder man, wonder woman husband
The stunner fuck with us y'all niggaz must be buzzin'
I
album came and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper wood
So the silly little fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet computer
cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
One by one
the pain in California
Cheap tricks, sweet chicks
Creeping up on ya
And now don't you say I didn't warn you

Cali-for-ni-a 
Won't you come my way