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(feat. City Spud) [Computer] .. |
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Collect call originates |
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From a correctional facility in |
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Missouri And may be recorded or monitored.. [City Spud] |
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Yo nigga, this |
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City Answer the phone next time |
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You prolly gonna call right back but |
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Ight? One.. [Intro: Murphy Lee] (Don't blow it) |
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City spud said whut up |
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And to give you this message.. (Don't blow it - [repeat 2X]) |
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Ali said peace |
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And learn today's lesson.. (Don't blow it - [repeat 2X]) |
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Kyjuan said them |
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New Jordans comin' out.. (Don't blow it - [repeat 2X]) |
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And Nelly said there's |
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Gon be a party down south [Hook: City Spud - repeat 4X] |
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For the nigga mention my name |
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I let him know the deal |
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City nigga, the same nigga |
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You thought was a lame nigga [Verse 1: Murphy Lee] |
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Now Murphy |
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Lee is really ready |
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Fully preparred and well done |
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I told you that |
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I'd give you my all if |
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I sell none |
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Expected to sell plenty |
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Lotta more than |
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Kenny Big as "Coming To Amerrica" since |
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I came and sent it |
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They saw he got his own money "That boy got his own money!" |
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So please don't try to take nuttin from me |
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I'm talkin' consequences, all my conses see quence |
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Will literaly take yo face off for the tiniest reason |
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I'm eas-un, eas-un on down down down down down |
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Makin' my rounds, |
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I'm like a new |
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Santa in town |
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Clown, calm down |
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I got issues like magazines |
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I'll leave you washed up, cut and cooked like |
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Mama greens |
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You only cook erry once in a while like lima beans |
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Me, I'm therre all the time behind the scenes |
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Livin' my little dream (Uh-oh!) |
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Smokin' on |
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Cali green (Uh-oh!) |
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Me, Mike Veen, federal in tinted limousines derrty.. [Hook] [Verse 2: Murphy Lee] |
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Come on derrty be for real |
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I can let you know the deal like a salesman |
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I could get you out of these bars like a jail bail man |
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But nah, I'm a rapper |
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I'ma put you in bars |
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Judge Murphy recommend then niggas put em in charge |
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You practice lookin' hard and you missin' preseason |
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So when it's gametime you on the side chearrleadin' |
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I'll have you breathing in and out like |
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Ali Hatas like |
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Marley, he hot like tamales |
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I'm the same derrty |
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That came wit them boys in the |
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Range derrty |
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And it's strange how we 16 mil in they change derrty |
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Exchange the |
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Range for the six fo' that sit low |
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Hatas sick though, mad cuz they didn't like us from the get-go |
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I tip-toe through beats, complete style unique 16's in the hallway, probably take you a week |
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I critique my lifestyle, |
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I change my game cuz of fame |
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It's a shame to see results in you mentioning in my name [Hook] [Verse 3: Murphy Lee] |
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Many many many many |
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Many mention |
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Murphy Lee name like |
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I'm a reference |
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I'ma make yo ass |
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S.A.T. is you try to test me |
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I hang where the best be, never been on jet skis |
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Been to D. |
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C. and LA like |
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Tyrone Nesby |
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Though, most definitely |
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I'm worldwide like |
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Pepsi And |
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I take carre of my whole household like |
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Jeffrey So why you hatas wish to mention my name, mayn? |
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Can't understand |
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I'm just doin' my thang |
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Yo I change for nay-nada nudda muddasucker |
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I'll sell music instead of drugs, fans instead of cluckers |
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Ya dig? I'm original like a black man wit a gig |
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And not eatin' pig is why |
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I had to split ya wig |
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But they might, and he might |
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You know they watchin' the person who watchin' the person |
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Jockin' my |
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Johnny Cochran you cornball |
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All of em stick like a corn dog 48 bars |
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I'm on y'all, |
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I warned y'all... [Hook] |
