Tonalité : G# minor
Intro 1
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Talk to
Verse 1
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them CPO
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Permit me to kick some licks,
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a bodaciousflow
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Occupation, looney mother
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fucker; set I claim, The Row
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So the first motherfucker
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that's caught up in the twist
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Will be found in the depths
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of the Westbound
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Take your place while we here
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to lay raws
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Drizzaws, full of caper for
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some paper to fold
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Sort of a jack episode if you will
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I was a do- low nigga from birth
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and I'm that do- low nigga still
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See that, be what, the fuck a nigga mean
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When I say, you can't envision me,
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cause I can't be seen
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Like Casper the Ghost I
creeps the most
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'Cause I'm just so motherfuckin' sly,
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invisible through the eye
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So motherfuckers can duck
and dodge and slide
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But there's, really no escape from
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the nigga from this side
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Which side? Westside,
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layin' in the cut to gank your load
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When we's in don't
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give a fuck mode
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See if it's grip we want, it's grip we get
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So run motherfuckers 'fore you're
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caught up in the sunsets
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Bitch- made niggaz best to
keep that ass at home
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'Cause that Boss Hog nigga's
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on the late night roam
This is just so ya know
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[unverified] niggaz to hoes
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If an ass gets gone, well,
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it's good as on
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(It's on)
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If you're trickin' off your luck
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you're dead as a duck
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And till the day we gives a fuck,
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'cuz, you're wrong
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This is just so ya know
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[unverified] niggaz to hoes
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If an ass gets gone, well,
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it's good as on
(It's on)
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If you're trickin' off your luck
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you're dead as a duck
And till the day we gives a fuck,
'cuz, you're wrong
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The late night,
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creeper nigga gets his stroll
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For seekin' out that bitch,
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to open the guts and bust on my nuts
Off to the spizznot with
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chronic and fat knots
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And them murderizin' hoes droppin'
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drawers to ex pose cock
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Now I'm [unverified] e
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motions of a G
Girl, you know this Death Row,
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so you can not see a nigga
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That's fin' to get paid on they block,
think I ain't?
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'Cause I've been known to bank
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and serve up glock fool
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Now on the move,
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to much higher an d bigger thangs
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Must be in it to win it,
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'cause I does them nigga thangs
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My nuts is where they wanna swang,
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and dangle off and on they roam
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And no romance between us
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so gets the fuck on
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Bitch- made, nut and break his nose,
and meaner for tricks
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I gots love for nothin but my
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niggaz and grip
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So now you know and I be's off
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into the moonlight
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Puffin' the I- N- do
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This is just so ya know
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[unverified] niggaz to hoes
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If an ass gets gone, well,
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it's good as on
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(It's on)
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If you're trickin' off your luck
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you're dead as a duck
And till the day we gives a fuck,
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'cuz, you're wrong
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[Unverified] we,
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get into the grillin' of a, fool
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Ain't no nigga breathin'
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can fuck up my rule
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I'm that same nigga police done sought
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But no a nigga never ever been caught,
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'cause I'm just sneaky doe
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I'm [unverified] and stinky,
for those who see me
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I rolls discretely,
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does my lows discretely
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Completely, a true blue G to my name
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CPO the shit and Death Row's to blame
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So if a nigga wanna breathe in long
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Then the nigga best to eat his own
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That's how me and Nina does
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We gives a fuck who nigga what
If he's steppin' to me wrong,
nigga gone
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Bitch so late [unverified] it
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ain't shit
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Kinda like that 'llac bendin' corners,
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I ain't easy to hit
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The hoe as in G'dee don't wanna see,
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right
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Peeps through the sight,
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them freaks as they peeps the late night
Freeze up, raise up,
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cause Jack it's on for your [unverified]
If you're [unverified] motherfucker
break yo' self
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'Cause yo' fo' is kinda sweet
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I think I'ma have transfer them
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Dana's to my Grand Cherokee
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Be slippin' niggaz up out of they
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shit like surgery
'Cause a motherfucker gots to get
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stacked on track with urgency
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Ya know, so next time slang
motherfuckin' thangs
Your shit'll be gone,
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fuck if you see me if I see you it's on
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This is just so ya know
[unverified] niggaz to hoes
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If an ass gets gone, well,
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it's good as on
(It's on)
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If you're trickin' off your luck
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you're dead as a duck
And till the day we gives a fuck, 'cuz,
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you're wrong
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