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************* ass mother****** |
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You that pie ass ************* |
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Stand on your own two feet ************* |
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And the ************* you gon' buy somebody else's ************* |
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*************, yo, as it long enough to put in your mouth |
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Turn that *************t up louder |
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What's up wit that *************t? |
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Yo Muggs, make it rough |
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So many fools swingin' from my sack |
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Let's talk about the one who had my back |
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Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it |
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To the mother****** who calls himself ' |
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Wicked'No rest, no peace! |
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No sleepDoughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep |
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Jackson, lemme figure out the name |
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Jack 'cause you be stealing other *************z game |
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But I'm the wrong ************* you wanna ************* with |
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On my ************* so hard, that ya wanna suck it |
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Go on the head, gobble up the nuts |
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Get your lips ready and tear this mother****** up |
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Talk about |
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Ezy, correct yourself |
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Cube, better step back and check yourself |
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Let's talk about this |
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First solo album on the east coast ************* |
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The east coast *************z all showed ya love |
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Especially the one known as the ' |
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King Sun'He tried to warn us *************z aboutcha |
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But nobody would listen, even but then dissin' |
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Two albums later, you callin' my crew |
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All because ya wanna be |
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Cypress Cube! |
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Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley |
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Good boy went to school, out in the valley |
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************* it, lemme make this understood |
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Speakin' on mama's little boys in da hood |
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No vaseline, just a rope and a chair and gasoline! |
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Lench Mob is a friend of mine |
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But you talk about them *************z from behind |
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You know what the |
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Hossack is, |
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O'Shea?A mother******g pig, that don't fly straight |
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Where ya gonna run to? |
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Where ya gonna hide? |
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Taadow! Look at who's running outside! |
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Natural born bull*************tta! |
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Lemme hitcha |
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With a dose of reality when |
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I get witcha |
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Your homie [Incomprehensible] |
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Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke |
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BuddhaLet me take you down under on a plane |
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Where everybody was going insane |
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Took a look at the real one |
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Afro Comb! |
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The next morning you didn't have yours on |
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How many ways will you bite my *************t? |
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Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set? |
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Caution, when you enter the zone |
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Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone |
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I got Cube melting in a tray |
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Pulling up his card and ******g up his good day |
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Unoriginal rap veteran, the ************* who say |
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He don't steal from his friends |
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Don't trust that ************* named |
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O'Shea************* him, and send him on his way |