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Artists:

Mike Stud


Albums:

Five Card Stud (Buckwheat Zydeco) · Champions of Rock-n-Roll, Vol. 1: Stud Rock - Heart Breakers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Champions of Rock-n-Roll, Vol. 3: Stud Rock - Wild Ride (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Champions of Rock-n-Roll, Vol. 2: Stud Rock - Rock Me (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tennessee Stud (Doc Watson) · Five Card Stud (Buckwheat Zydeco)


His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
Where they
four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days commander
Gave him an army
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
and kutty bloody nutty leavin'em shocked yaw [x4]

I roll with, villians and vigilantys regimers and outlaws
Mob figures we don't hang with cowards without
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
on a wild one, I got stitched 
Caught up in a fight 
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night 
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard 
8 to 15 I'm
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe
Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu sky
A golden state pipe, Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe - Conchita was mine
like a hoop star
Black marble, white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled
honey
With my man Stud Doogie love
Droppin' 2000, dig the way this go down
Check it

[Verse 1]
I hit a flow all dipped in lotion
Sit back and sip moe
Hook:
"Grand Puba is" (very special) uh ha uh ha (x4)

Verse 1:
Now many guys may come to you 
With a line that isn't true
And you, pass them by
of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes
Keep the media dykes
on the highways of rap 
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal 
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode 
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes 
Keep the media
Runnin' on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep
Priest kissed by the widow spider that spit saliva
I write for lifers and boxers at rikers
I write pain
Blue ink replaced the blood in my veins
Thug in
on the highways of rap 
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal 
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode 
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes 
Keep the media
should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
Watch the candy
by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I'm
zombies, becomin' one by now 
Wonderin' if my style would support her and her child 
Out the corner of my eye saw this stud I recognized (who?) 
One
(Do it, do it)

It was once said by Black Thought that "Things fall apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp
[Liffy Stokes]
The stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
I'm 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4

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