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head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts
stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen
stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen
to figure out how
Mix-A-Lot made the drums go (POW POW)
Understand it's the undercover game plan
Mix-A-Lot soon to be your (TOP MAN)
Yes sirry and put my
front of Garfield, I swoop around the block
Gang of niggaz yellin out, "Fuck Mix-A-Lot!"
Do I hate 'em?  Naw, I gotta love 'em
They think my head is big,
by
Because your messin' with my Bad Side

My, my, my, my, my bad side
My, my, my, my, my bad side

I'm like thunder, a barbaric like warrior
in my rims now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like crayon, h*** know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean, I don't know how to dance though

Let me
them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Don't talk about it, be
Let's lose track of time

And just, sway put your head on my shoulder, 
Let the music come and take us over
Let me pull you in a little bit closer,
put you on the Game)

I ain't got the West on my shoulder, got the West in the backseat
Of the Rover, ridin on dubs, nigga I'm West coastin
The next
for drinks 
For them girls you want to spread 
Don't be mislead 

When the brakes inside your head 
And have you reminiscing 
On them kids who got
I tried to talk to him
Quit talkin', I'm a hang ya by your tongue, yea
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck wit' niggas like fungi
We
I tried to talk to him
Quit talkin', I'm a hang ya by your tongue, yea
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't f*** wit' n****s like fungi
We
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about
Now dance your way back to Zion
(Dance your way back to Zion) 

I put it down for you love, till my journey is done
And let your story be told how
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies put you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
Pound gangstas, put them all together
man I love gangstas
head, shoulders, feet and toes
lets dip to the club and bust some hoes
V.I.P. on DPG, Snoop
with the game 
They know me by the Breed and they don't know it's my last name 
It's mind over matter 
I don't mind, you don't matter 
Pull a glock
of fire boy if you want to
And a nigga gon be on your ass like skunk's funk pew
I grab my dick let my nuts swang from my thang
If you's a anybody killa
thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline
But like my Bone Thug niggas they ball show me the light, the light
Caught in the line of fire boy if you
Ay! Here we go!
Colli boy! Wh-wh-what's the scenario?
Huh?
Me and Mario comin' through your stereo
So young, so fly, so rich
I know you gotta
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies put you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
more thicker, slicker
Yeah, and they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought
Yeah, and they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your ships
nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids huh
Still down ten toes in this shit huh
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib huh