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[Intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha
the niggaz you can't fade
So raise up off this young hog
'Cause I heard you punkin some but you can't punk me y'all
I got my own thang 'cause I let my nuts
[Intro]
Yeah! 
Hypnotize Minds!
Three 6 Mafia!
Yuh! You niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playin' no motherfuckin'
The music man (Repeat 4x)
It's about time for the music man to rip
First I take a sip, then I like grip
The crowd tight into my hand with the loud
Intro
[Intro]
Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke
Right now 'cause they ask me, and they ask me
And they ask me, they ask me

[Verse 1]
Now they ask me
live another minute without you by my side 
[Oh you're presence makes me weak and turn cold in my arms]

I need you now I need you here
I need you
[Intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha
with some honest statments
Like me, I can take you home
Lay you on the bed while I make you moan
If your cell is ringin imma break the phone
You ain't
The music man (Repeat 4x)
It's about time for the music man to rip
First I take a sip, then I like grip
The crowd tight into my hand with the loud
Intro
waited for 

Three linked from what was said to be extinct 

You say take my weed-smellin ass home, I'm grown 

More thirst than if I swallowed sand
Intro:
Boys and girls

Scarface:
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock 
In a 7 0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while
Intro:
Boys and girls

Scarface:
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me pepsi cola while
little nigga, what you smokin on?
Only 14, product of a broken home
Out late, tryin to tell me that you're makin your livin
Tryin to see how much weed
to a family of four and so that makes me one-fourth
of a dysfunctional home
I had a father who only stayed to see me grown
When I turned twelve he was gone
she downin it raw
She can't take it she constantly cryin fallin down on her knees
Like help me lord please I'm ready to leave
All she needed was
[Intro]
Boom! Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Boom! Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Boom! Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Boom! Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck
cookin up hickory
Dickory dock, my glock tucked by the scrotum
It's Theodore, our chips' all in, you can't hold 'em
'cause the Pips be stinky like Pepi
the niggas you can't fade
So raise up off this young hog
'cause I heard you punkin' some but you can't punk me y'all
I got my own thang 'cause I let my nuts
anything 
Lets not take finding each other in vain its not a coincidence baby 

Verse 3:
You know, damn well, you?re suppose to be in my life
Riding by my
to stop
When niggaz can't keep you all to they self
Take you home, put you in they little box
Then I said I'd do it for my city
'Til I realized that I
Intro goes without speaking
Call me Cease 'cause I keep 'em, we can go freakin'
All weekend, so, roll in
Ain't it good that my Lex keeps foldin? Uhh
rhymes is red hot, 2010 degrees
Anti Freeze, get these trees count the cheese
Take off them stone wild sleaves, let me breath
I'm boom bakin over seas,
[Daz] Run it, run it, run it

[Daz]
Fresh broads and five hundred thousand dollars homes
And mobile phones (yeah!) better play the coke
Smokin weed by
[Daz] Run it, run it, run it

[Daz]
Fresh broads and five hundred thousand dollars homes
And mobile phones (yeah!) better play the coke
Smokin weed by
So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan
Not a dance floor nucka [nigga]
I'm take em home get em to drop they pants
And gross nucka till the (drip