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All my brothers (what)
Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what)
Shaolin take it to the top
All the ladies (oowww)
Show some love sugar, it's
thing he choose
If you go against him you know you've got to lose
In everybody's pocket, in every ladies bed
Long as he got that spooky old hat sittin'
the highwayman came riding
Dm		 g7
Up to the old inn door
Over the cobbles he clattered
And clashed in the darkened yard
And he tapped with his whip
Whip In My Ass 

I Was Seven Years Old When I Lost Dad 

Tryin' To Get Self, In Fact 

But I Was To Young One To Understand 

Who Would Take
happenin to me
	You just fucked up man, I know how to hustle
[Old hustler:]
        I got respect, you crazy, man
	I can go in any liquor store, anywhere,
in the AM or the PM
You know I'm hitting TM I call 'em like I see 'em
So rewind the rhyme stick it in your eye
And let the old school open your mind
tomorrow
Brain dead
Scattered over the hood of my old lady’s brand new auto
Man, knew I should have kept it G and drove my Monte Carlo
It got like this,
rewind the rhyme stick it in your eye
And let the old school open your mind one time

Seven different members,
Meaning seven different names,
Meaning seven
dick, same, old shit
R.I.P. to Pimp C, I'm the same, old pimp
Fly over seven different time zones
I got a big booty bitch up in Trump zone
Got emergency
Going through a motion
Love is where you find it
Listen to your heart
Cheri, cheri lady
Living in devotion
It's always like the first time
Let me
bumpkin
Riding in the sun, skin burnt the color of a pumpkin
Reviled by the ladies, ridiculed by other men,
Nothing to set you apart nor would there ever
to Cali
I got a brand new home out in the valley
Jumping off  I-5
I crack a left-eye, got to pick my homey up the attitude adjuster
Seven in a jet black
Hit G spots by givin hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
Konkrete,
with my old lady
she was comin at unreal, hit the blunt and now she's animated
Motivate through you like a foggy mist
You can hold me in your chest-plate
That's on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in
fun, no one could ever take the place of it

[Wayniac]
Who woulda thought when we was young this would be,
the same old click that ran around in
or whatever
Whips, phats cars, new kicks, Spit That G
This is how we do it
Word up, it's like this, check it out
Check it out, yo

If you got ladies (Spit
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.

Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in
name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in
name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in
name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm going down in history
As the baddest rapper there could ever be
Now
name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in