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Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin' You could find us in the hood, thuggin' and regulatin' Don't play us on your station if you
make your mind turn fiend I respect green I breath For keepin Queen regulatin' Nas be regulatin' smoother type regulations Yo Escobar grab the mic just
the chop from up north regulatin with my gs Monday I'm popping with the Undercover pants And that's a slick rack An undercover plan (yeah yeah) Tuesday it's
like this (rock) This is what it is Regulatin in this bish Bounce like this (walk) Rock like this (step) This is what it is Regulatin in this bish
ain't with dime for dames Hop back and I'm trying to aim.. At everything, that be hating my fame Since regulatin, been lacing the game Ain't no mistake in
to cookin' in her (Eastside!) Yeah, so what's it gon' be? Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C. Regulatin' on any hatin' I see Some'n good in your hands
crazy, I don't know why baby, uh) And I been waitin', anticipatin' While you regulatin', don't make me wait long time Oh yeah baby, don't make me wait
women, cut throat and tree smokin' Violatin', infiltratin', blunt bakin' Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin' Green expedition thicker
the grams I be baggin' Fightin' women, cut throat and tree smokin' Violatin', infiltratin', blunt bakin' Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin'
Honey frontin when you around, I always hit it The boss is home, regulatin on chrome Tell Russell it's line one, LL's on the phone [Chorus] Get off
change I aint wit dimes for thangs Hop back and im trying ta aim At everythang, dat be hating my fame Just regulatin been lacing da game Aint no mistake in
with no hope There's no peace so all my niggas start Regulatin' on your streets Bustin' the neighborhood scatters Another drug war there ain't no truce
on a tuck, while he's in the shower Get it when he's with Rob and 'em, after hours Slumpin Johnnie Taylor, regulatin Cheatin in next room, fornicatin'
Yo, my man was regulatin on niggas he used to thug with Older niggas in this murder game, drug czars BM, Jaguars, they cash was large Since he was
ass is on the run Now shit's drastic, dodgin and dippin traffic Bitches started regulatin on Some flash and blast shit She's out the Benz with
break it down Came a long way You can't take it now --regulatin on the regular Do your thing. on the floor Can you kick it now Do your thing Do the damn
Verse 1] Yo, my man was regulatin on niggas he used to thug with Older niggas in this murder game, drug czars BM, Jaguars, they cash was large Since
Gonna break it down Came a long way You cant take it now Regulatin' on the regular Do your thing. on the floor Can you kick it now Do your thing
of them Niggaz stop mumblin, get popped you're fumblin Regulatin raps to rocks the block's bubblin Five percent days, in the Bridge bobbin off calente Wise
money well Smokin' buddha L's And weed so good they leave a funny smell Niggas scopin' me Hopin' police is close to me Mega regulatin', the way shit
Yo it's the real, son you know how it go Ass out like a child get blow Still on the streets though Regulatin' SO's Eternal banger leave your jug vain
ass beaten We catch pics and wild wit' They money for the weekend Raise the stakes, my nigga Fuck the contemplatin' Who be regulatin' shit We
pen Thugin again I'm pointed all time regulatin is a must Adjust, your hustler state of mind For you blow up Success, wins along this hatred and envy
Rocking thick chains Stick-up niggas so thug they got Pit's with sick names clicks got bigger Extortion cats wasn't hearin' it But he was regulatin
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