Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Hey, yeah I want all you
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counted tonight
I want you to stand on up,
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now I got somethin' to tell ya
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now I want to tell how to get the thing together
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to it you all
Verse 2
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The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin'
venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's
around the corner
Cuz the little motherfucker
has the dopest shows
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So one time for my independant women and all the
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single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs
pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen
that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast,
midwest, dirty south
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Then we took it all around the world
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I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers,
to little bitty boys ans girls
Non- stoppin',
I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
what you want
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I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original,
got 'em takin' subliminal
Cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone,
wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin'
rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em
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And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder,
listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for disturbin' the
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peace (c'mon)
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Man! this disturbin' tha peace
shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth,
know what I'm sayin'
While he doin' shows,
i'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad,
my kid walkin' around singin' it
boy I swear
another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on o' national
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The posse family cartel,
you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is
Verse 3
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game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
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I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,
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un til they recognize the danger signs
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So feel a tingle in yo' s- spine,
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by the way I talk
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Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop,
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People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm
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And I'm not to be fucked with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner,
then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
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I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten,
while the high hat keeps on tickin
And the kick drum keep on pumpin',
I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken,
but you cant make broken rules
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Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
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Hear what they playin',
cuz thru this music I'm a still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers,
cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch,
disturbin' tha peace
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C'mon
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Yeah, folk
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Atl shawty! hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang
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We makin def jam history
Outro 1
Thanks for gettin' the cd shawty
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