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singing "howl, howl, howl.." in background*}
[D] Tennesee and Oklahoma said they ROLL WIT US
[K] Portland and Seattle, you know they ROLL WIT US
[D]
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
Knowin' something new, cause they never see me move before 
I might be a big n****, but still clor rug 
So come on shawty let go 
To the f***in dance
say im they role model 
Swallow That! 

[Chorus:]
Want me to do my little dance for ya [2x]
Okay K K K [Lil Scrappy]
Want me to do my little dance
wit me

Mhm, I hate niggas that love to pull rank
Can't fuck and when they nut niggas shoot blanks
I'm sorta like Jessica Rabbit
Fuck who? Bitch
the home of Double K, nothin' but trouble gang
K-W-S's, L-T-S's, O-F-A's
And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray
And mob the R-U-D before
"f**k tha police" song.
And while they treat my group like dirt,
Their whole f**kin' family is wearin' our t-shirts.
So I'mma run til I can't run no
filthy wit' these niggas
Take they figures and dash
Lets get serious with these niggas
Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust
Retaliation a must
and Pimp see you know they down wit us
Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us
My nigga
"f**k tha police" song.
And while they treat my group like dirt,
Their whole f**kin' family is wearin' our t-shirts.
So I'mma run til I can't run no
stay down
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oh yeah) just know that we won't play round
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow that down
Your
and yo soul rise high
remember the DEAD don't die less they F*** WIT'  I !!!

[Ja Rule]
N****z know who dope yo
S*** the flow is retched
And my gee
know

Protected by niggas wit big dicks, A.K.'s, and 187 skills
So if it's a must you test us
We can handle it in the streets nigga

Fuck making records
Seein' people smile wild in the heat
120 degree
'Cause I want to be free
What's a smilin' fact
When the whole state's racist
Why want a holiday F--k
f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side
a holiday f--k it 'cause I want to
So what if I celebrate it standin' on a corner
I ain't drinkin' no 40
I be	 thinkin' time wit' a nine
Until we get some
Party everyday like we won the f***ing Superbowl
Chillin' wit my n**** Mack, he keep b****es handy
White girl on the table love them sniff nose candy
(Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is

Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser
* the original from dj clue's "professional 2" didn't f/ young gavin

[intro - foxy brown]
Fox so hot.. ya can't fuck wit me
Fox so hot.. ya can't
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
of a kind (Whoo)
I crush em everytime, punch em wit every line
I'm fuckin wit they mind, I make em press rewind,
They know they can't shine
If I'm around
Wait a minute who the f*** are you talkin' 2 do you know who I am
I can't believe this this b**** is tryin' 2 gank me
I'll slap you up side yo head wit
Can't Understand my city's under siege
F-a-see-e-M-o-be screamin 'cause I mean it
Till these muthafuckas bury me
37-40 pull dat pistol packin
Gun
wit me

Mhm, I hate niggas that love to pull rank
Can't fuck and when they nut niggas shoot blanks
I'm sorta like Jessica Rabbit
Fuck who? Bitch
about to change
My repo, they distribute, they repo be drivin planes
Watch out for them folks and them K-9's sniffin them thangs
Bricks, kicks, hittin