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First I Look at the Purse
by the J. Geils Band
Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some
G-A-L-O by
Killin' every body

I'm a gunna be an J-U double G-A-L-O
We got a raw deal but
I'm a J-U double G-A-L-O by
Killin' every body
Collection plate passing through the church benches
Pastors pull up to their chapels in Benzes
I guess that I musta missed class that day
It's so senseless,
Chorus: Deep down south in da hood niggas slang
 Hustlin' and game 
Tryin ta stack some change 
Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas
kids
Left 'em on they porches, same old story in New Orleans

Silly rappers, because we got a couple Porches
MTV stopped by to film our fortresses
they were poor kids
Left 'em on they porches same old story in New Orleans
Silly rappers, because we got a couple Porches
MTV stopped by to film our
the train had time to get up
Heard a Jake yell STOP! I said pssh, stop deez
Caught my breath on the steps and got lost in the breeze
Headed down towards
stuck a needle in his arm 
 Then he lost his band 
 He started liftin' shops 
 It didn't take long 
 To get cuffed by the cops 
 And right about now
they musta heard the bag rattle
Tipped the cops off, and ran up, before I popped the top off
Got interrogated bout crews I never heard of
Got my face
buk, by popular demand

We back by popular demand, doin' it big
As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
My pockets got the green but I'm not
facelift
By my name of hieroglyphics you could say I'm prolific
I left something for lost ones who missed the space ship
All aboard these concepts beyond
you expect man
Just to get a glimpse girls breaking they neck man 
Blinded by the light glistening off the brake lane
Bow hot as ever I ain't lost no
ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it thuggin like I keep it thuggin
Lil buddy you ain't fresh azimiz

[J-KWON]
Ye ain't big (big) whippin
me?

What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from
it's on
I got my bands and my shades on,
Hit the floor, I hear my song,
And then I see this girl,
And I'm like hold up wait,
I see the most
a n**** momma house up, no talkin'
(Shh) Too much talkin'
Ran out with a 100 bands, I ain't playin'
Cut the promoter, thought I was playin'
Got a 2-2-3