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Verse 1
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The Luniz
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Interlude 1
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(Verse 1: Numskull)
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I'ma hustla to the heart, pardon me dolly
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I mastered the dice large,
and even three card molly
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Slappin bozo nigga's
for twenty bucks a rock
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Plus I slang mad rocks on the spot,
FUCK THE COPS
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Now I'm on the ball,
cause it's all good in the hood
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I'm glad as fuck,
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dropped outta school because I hate math and stuff
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Lay low, runnin off my pager,
can't press my luck
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STINGY AS FUCK,
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wit my bucks like Scrooge McDuck
NOBODY COULD,
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stop the operation stackola
Get back roller,
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you can't fuck wit this crackola
Because I got the carribean, plates
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just like a nu bian
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Happy so the five- 0 won't jack me
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Fuck the jail shit, it's corny
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BITCHES KNOW I'm HORNY
The nigga's that I hang wit got
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crew cause life is corny
We precieve the gat to the
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end so that you know
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Shit I pull more bitches then menaudo
Let me quit, the nigga's on the
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spot wanna take me out
DRIVE BY MS.DAISY, to raise me,
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and take me plot
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I got ya duckem, don't slip
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for nobody(fuck em!)
Schemes gettin thought up,
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I'm never gettin caught up
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Keepin my pockets so fat,
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swift on my feet
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Sayin I'm out to the fools that's on my street
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Interlude 2
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(Verse 2: Yukmouth) Well it's the CRAP
Verse 3
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SHOOTER
Love to hit the fat buddah sack,
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and you know that
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My crew comes together like?
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Raised in the ghetto's of OAKLAND
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Had dope in my pocket,
servin knocks in the open
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Walked close, and door close
when I was on the night shift
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Got a few indictments,
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day to day excitements out my life quift
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Rollin in my cousins big K- 5
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Holy moly, I stay high by drinkin 40's
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Had roly poly dice in my pocket
for the school house crap game
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I had a DANGLE ROLL,
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sometimes I wanna STRANGLE HO'S
But I scoop em like a spoon full of cereal
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Never ate a trick cause that's for
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kids duke you hear me though
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But rigger though,
never was rigor- mortis so face it
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Pocket's on fat like a Jenny Craig patient,
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IT AIN'T SHIT
But a come up,
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when I roll up on they knock
Fuck pops, I gotta have my
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props
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I'm runnin shit like FLO JO
Never fucked a HOBO
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But I got my DICK SUCKED
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Now she's got the HICCUPS
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I wakes up, move a? head if ya dangle
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I'm down, you'll fuck around and
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get ya neck strangled
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To swing a sell,
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and chop rocks to the whole dim sprayer
Cause what I got will make ya sing
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a song like the Gap band
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Likes ta DANGLE MUTHAFUCKA'S OUT
Verse 4
THEY CASH LIKE A SHISTA
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(Verse 3: Dru
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Well I'm the sickest,
wickedst nigga you'd wanna be
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A damn fool from the streets,
killin enemies
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And as I'm sleepin in my
street I'm havin nightmares
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I'm FULLY PREPARED,
AND FULLY AWARED
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And strapped wit the
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And as a nigga wakes up,
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I'm havin thoughts of a murder scene
Robbery, OOHHH, I had
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to hit the streets
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FEELIN, FEELIN,
I like the fuckin smell of some flesh
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KILLIN, KILLIN, I like to put
a whole lot in yo chest
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A maniac,
runnin down the streets in the ghetto
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I see a limo, a white man in tuxedo
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Tryna be slick,
BUT HE'S A TASK
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Knowin damn well he wouldn't catch me,
I'm too fast
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Cause I will bust a gauge or two,
'Rupt the fuckin living rooms
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And If I had to getway, I'll find
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another place to stay
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Cause I'ma slick,
quick nigga you can't fuck wit
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A brotha from the gutter doin dirt,
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AND I LOVE IT
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Afterwards,
I'm chokin like a damn fool
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Smokin on the blunt,
a yabba, dabba, fuckin do
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Cause I'm luni like the luni fuckin tunes
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I need to go snatch a purse
so I can rent a room
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SOMEBODY JUMPIN OUT THE
BUSHES WIT A STRAP Y'ALL
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Checkin everything except
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the shit in yo drawers, y'all
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I know? is sweepin nigga's off they feet
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A murderize killer, sick fool from the street, yeah
Outro 1
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