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My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My
of being somebody, now he's number 37405

Well she used to come and see him, every other weekend
And bring him all the news from way back home
It's been two
My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My sister
you want to hang 
Slang where you want to slang Goodie Mob and see Murder man x2 
[Khujo] 
A soldier out that N.O. camp 
Meets the Goodreese Gods
you want to hang 
Slang where you want to slang Goodie Mob and see Murder man x2 
[Khujo] 
A soldier out that N.O. camp 
Meets the Goodreese Gods
out every weekend!
(He hit me all the time my phone be ringing off the hook like)
We just two love birds that's why we always tweetin'!

He hit me
It's summertime, it's so hot
I'm wearing shorts a tank top and flip flops
I see birds flying in the blue sky
And marshmallow clouds floatin' by
south, the dirty south [repeat 2X]

[Redd]
Down south we wear bandannas and denim suites 
Down south you gone always spot us in them coupes

[Lil' Flip]
to go 
So by now, I guess you know, talk to me 
Chorus (x2) 
What if we all had minds alike? Thought the same 
Only few was taught to get this,
believe the manotony,
So when the weekend come's it's like you've had a labotomy
You can't do a thing without the boss start yellin
It wouldn't be bad if
I write might be about you, son they shook *
[*vocal interpolation of Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"]

(chorus with varations till fade)

[fan]
Oh..
in* )
1-2-3-4

( *Jazzy Jeff starts scratching* ) 
(Don't stop the rock)

Now that's a record!
Now that's a record!

Go Jazzy, go Jazzy, go
bury niggas close to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to floss on him
Blind
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Trying to floss on him blind
was a friend is now a ghost in the dark,
Cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend
Trying to floss on him, blind to a broken man's dream,
A hard
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
acquire company out of necessity and lack of currency. 
We run by the seat of our cash, buying into everything within a money shot. 
I'm blocking bullets
Listening to a free beat by Dre, in some free Beats by Dre, or
Tell my attorney to cook it and eat it
I play catch with the body of Bernie from Weekend
my socks off

(gobblin up nuts, sort of like a humming bird) --> ice cube
(suck my dick)
(suck my dick)

[ verse 2 ]
Blow it, baby, blow it, then lick
a good time by snappin your necks, come on

[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
L.A.X. around six
I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks 
It's Friday night 

Two players in a black 5-0-0 
Slidin' down
my real freak on the weekend 

Bet that baby we fuck for two and a half hours or three 

You'd better study the 1-0-40 knowledge culture degree
Got a fat check, where’s deep end and dove off
Weekends were down by the beaches blurred
They come and go, but you could never put a leash on a bird
in the club with hands up, you can gangsta girl
[Baby - talking behind Chorus]
Oh yeah
I see ya
Oh yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Baby]
Ok, mami
Yeah

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Baby]
Ok, mami your so gangsta cause she f*** with nothin but gangsta (gangsta)
Type a n**** that a stank a gangsta