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and dine on a big roof, we got monkey like a chimpanzee
The dogs with me, yeah Kenzu
I was fuckin' gettin' sucked up by a three nothin' that's been two
see that '88 SS Monte Carlo
Power locks and doors got to watch the road
Got a hundred forty four spoke down in the block hoes
Down the top goes I live
or no size
See me, I graduated these streets in 05
Still live and die by these rules, you know why?
This ain't nothin' new, this ain't nothin' new
Yeah woah
Yeah hey
Yeah woah
Yeah hey
Yeah woah
Alright alright alright alright
Let's get it
Two seater I'm riding with the crew
Can't nobody tell
Come and meet me at the top of the light
I show you how to live it do or you die
Keep a 刀 tucked under my side
Never know who really hang in the ride
now
Cleveland, c town, nigga that we put em on tha map
Them take you ah journey ride, now they doin 2 by my side
We be comin, lemme show you what's
hook now
Cleveland, see town, nigga that we put em on tha map
Them take you ah journey ride, now they doin 2 by my side
We be comin, lemme show you
chance
So I can dance the way you want me
You Nazi, got me
Take a lot more than that to top me
Soft ain't what I'm made of
You're the one acting like
Dang
Young ATG is still doin' his thang
Try to slime out I'm breakin' his fangs
Watch 'em get fried when I'm raising this cane
Ol' Snitch ass nigga
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Im riding hard in the donk/
Lookin big in
gon' do
I'ma pop off with the crew
So, then what you gon' do
I'ma drop that heat too
So, what you gon' do
I'ma make everyone who doubt, me doubt
You can look me up and down, and my DJ too
Because we make up the boogie down productions crew
Takin' out MC's on the 1, 2, 3
No matter who they
the variation I keep the right tone
No need to cure no writer block
cs i m flying over chimney top
clways the whole crew got my back
To keep up the flow going
warranties
Black Ceasar, dating top skeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin
bodies two by two, ha
Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay)
Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay)
We fuck to fly, she let
And I think we'll blow up like dynamite
Come on girl, get with me, let's see the city
You can stop by, let me see them tig ol' bitties
We can stay in
every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two
the snakes, nigga
'Cause the police love to break a nigga
Send 'em upstate 'cause they straight up hate the niggas
So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas
hitting bad bitches up by the two's
Thirteen hundred dollars for sneakers I done spent that on a slot of snooze
Abandoned the whole operation, because shit
Drag his ass to the top and throw him off the bridge
Just like Stan but I'm the one to off the bitch
Two bottles down, now I'm off my shit
We been
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
fuckin'
My dick over two butts of top-notch sneak suckin'
And tell that bitch, she better swallow the nuts
The homie told me that I wrath for sluts
out her mind
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew
red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
[Raekwon the Chef]
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