Tonalité : D minor
Intro 1
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I'm in the
Verse 1
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place,
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8th rocks it on like headshots,
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don't leave me alone,
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I'm fuckin' it up
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Me and the other kids just be hookin'
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So I'ma say peace
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to all the heads on the streets
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Freakin' Brooklyn like this and a
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Like that and a
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I live in Atlanta, but never talk mama
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Cause I got brothers hangin' around
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to kick the slang
Come on now check it
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You would follow me up close,
I post on the record
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But never say shit to get your
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fist so you can dig it
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I'm passin' up a Heineken for me,
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go ahead now swing it
What, yo, what's that?
Turn this motherfucker up X,
give me your feet
And another fuckin' I got it
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goin' on weekly
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Em
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Rappers are strong, they go long,
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come on really
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Telling me some shit like that,
you know it's a lie
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And I can't stand it, damn,
you blowing my hot
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Watch that ass get busted,
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bikes get rusted
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You wanna hang with H,
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get your face out the mustard
Cause I'm easy going,
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Hoenn's kinda sim ple
Hooker, you're dusted,
bitch, bust your pimple
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I can see your back from the front
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cause you started
I'm H please,
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come let me squeeze on this drama
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But no, get off me,
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I'm hanging in the hall
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Check it out y 'all
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It's like that y 'all, it's like this y 'all
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Freak, freak y 'all, I took a beat y 'all
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Here it comes y 'all,
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check it out y 'all
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Where's it at y 'all, this is it y 'all
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It's like that y 'all, it's like this y 'all
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Freak, freak y 'all, I took a beat y 'all
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Here it comes, y 'all,
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check it out, y 'all
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Where's it at, y 'all, this is it, y 'all
Hey, yo,
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tune up the volume in my beaker
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Damn, I blew a tweeter
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Don't punch me in my nose,
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cause I'm a bleeder
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I got two shoes and a hat to match
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But here's the catch, there is no catch
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So off to the races I go
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Oh, you didn't know?
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I'm vibin' off this track, so let me blow
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And I'll see you later,
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meet me in Decatur
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Shark, Lada, Fata, Alligator
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Oh, yo, yo,
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yes my mother's down with OPP
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So see, that's how I came to be
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Retarded, oh that was me who farted
My head got cut, and yes it got parted
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Smoke choke, smoke choke,
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smoke choke, smoke choke
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So yo, I'm no joke
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Sundays I eat over Marbell's house
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Don't ask me if I'm high
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with a joint in my mouth
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Cause high is the all -time essence
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I skate with the president
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Yes, Decatur, Georgia is my residence
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I blessed the Budapest, I'm swift
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And all wigged out, yo, H
Yo, H, where's my spliff?
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The one with the pink -toned rose
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Check, wine,
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one I left my mums on hold
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New hippie bands say I'm a dick
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I'm not a Philly head
Don't try to roll me up, you silly twit
Cause it's new
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It's rhythmical
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It's not the same at all
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It's like that, y 'all
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It's like this, y 'all
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Freak, freak, y 'all
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To the beat y 'all, here it comes y 'all
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Check it out y 'all, where's it at y 'all
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This is it y 'all, it's like that y 'all
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It's like this y 'all, a freak freak y 'all
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To the beat y here it comes y
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Check it out y 'all, where's it at y
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This is it y 'all
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I swings it to my left,
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no I swing it to my right
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You can call me Superfly
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cause I'm not scared of heights
I smoke a spliff to get a lift,
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it jump from a cliff
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Flip around the corner
to 125 to find a Buddha
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I got my steel and I'm a shooter
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First grade I got paid,
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getting laid by my tu tor
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Freak a fly track, snizzin' hi -hats
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I'm livin' well at 21, call me Black Jack
So what the fuck's up?
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You like the blunt stuff?
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I grab the gat if I feel a
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chump is actin' up
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At night I drink a 40
and I'm more than
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I'm drinkin' Sanka
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Never wearin' sandals
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with your hand,
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no break a breaker
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Your girl's on my shit
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cause I'm flippin' in a sorta
A biggin' sweater like Keith,
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but yo cheap, I want her
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Got it goin' on, goin' on, you know I got it
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O 'Nelly playin' Skelly
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with my niggas and I bought it
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So yo, I guess it's off
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to my Reeboks,
won't get rich and switch bits
Don't step on my Reeboks,
gettin' stupid
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I mean outrageous,
I got the gift of rights,
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so don't fight for my pages
When I grab the microphone,
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motherfuckers hit the deck
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So many heifers in my herd
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that I gotta take a headshack
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An d it's like that, y 'all
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It's like that, y 'all
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It's like this, y 'all
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I'm a freak, freak, y 'all
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I took a leap, y 'all
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Here it comes, y
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Check it out, y 'all
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Where's it at, y 'all
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And this is it, y 'all
It's like that,
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It's like this,
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I'm a freak, freak, y 'all
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I took a leap, y 'all
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Here it comes, y 'all
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Check it out, y 'all.
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Wizard at y 'all.
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This is it, y 'all.
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