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Verse 1
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The Luniz
Interlude 1
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(Verse 1: Numskull)
Verse 2
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
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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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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wit my bucks like Scrooge McDuck
NOBODY COULD,
Get back roller,
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you can't fuck wit this crackola
Because I got the carribean, plates
The nigga's that I hang wit got
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crew cause life is corny
We precieve the gat to the
Let me quit, the nigga's on the
DRIVE BY MS.DAISY, to raise me,
Schemes gettin thought up,
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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,
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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day to day excitements out my life quift
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Had roly poly dice in my pocket
for the school house crap game
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sometimes I wanna STRANGLE HO'S
But I scoop em like a spoon full of cereal
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,
Fuck pops, I gotta have my
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Never fucked a HOBO
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But I got my DICK SUCKED
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I wakes up, move a? head if ya dangle
Cause what I got will make ya sing
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a song like the Gap band
Verse 4
THEY CASH LIKE A SHISTA
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(Verse 3: Dru
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Down)
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Well I'm the sickest,
wickedst nigga you'd wanna be
killin enemies
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And as I'm sleepin in my
street I'm havin nightmares
AND FULLY AWARED
And as a nigga wakes up,
Robbery, OOHHH, I had
I like the fuckin smell of some flesh
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
I'm too fast
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Cause I will bust a gauge or two,
'Rupt the fuckin living rooms
quick nigga you can't fuck wit
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Afterwards,
I'm chokin like a damn fool
a yabba, dabba, fuckin do
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Cause I'm luni like the luni fuckin tunes
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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I know? is sweepin nigga's off they feet
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A murderize killer, sick fool from the street, yeah
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