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rock. Little kids in sweaty suits, with niggas like Lost Boyz. Strictly t-shirts or the boots. Standin on the van with, I'm wavin at chicks. Takin food from the vooda, and sips from the Mystics. Lex
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They won't let us do no shows in New York. They won't even let us fuckin talk. They say Lost Boyz be a gang. Nah man we just do our thing. Why we always in the cut sometime. Why we always sleep
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, it's Lost Boyz baby. This how we do now, back now, you on this here now Yo, yo, yo a nigga like me is in this here rap game. Niggaz actin' like Mr. Cheeks ain't the same. But first of all I make cash
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Crew. Parkside is my Crew. Lost Boyz is my Crew Group Home is my Crew. Everyone is my Crew. Reebok's my Crew. It's worldwide my Crew Strictly out for the fortune and fame. I entertain for my
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This be a message to the ghetto when will this * stop. We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac. This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga. You can be loved by millions but one clown can
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one, two, one, two. East coast, west coast, this is how we do. Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact. It ain't where you from, it's where you at Niggas sayin',"Lost Boyz ain't nuthin' but fakes
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been waitin for, (Lost Boyz) Love, Peace & Nappiness?. LB fam baby, see eye to eye. Brooklyn's alive New York C style. NYC, break it down. . (Mr. Cheeks). This one here I don't know where to begin
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niggas rest in peace to see you gone but not forgotten Now my main wife dead as shaded bricks. Official lost boyz since the year of '86. And * these crooked niggas I could kill 'em with a passion. At
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Verse 1. I'm in this slight situation. I'm at this chick's crib uptown. niggas try to come through. and lock you down. it seems like a setup. now niggas try to run me from the door. half a seco
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Yeah, 1997. Tony Fantell. Me and my crazy world. You know what I'm saying. Will my niggas that feel me throw your hands up. You know what I'm saying. All my honeys that know how we do throw your
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on the floor and they bouncin'. The Lost Boyz is in the house, they're announcing. We getting lifted with these honeys that we just met. They're dime pieces but ain't slidin' with us yet We gots to
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Here's a tune about this honey named Renee. That I met one day on my way back from John Jay. I'm peepin' shorty as she's walkin' to the train. I tap her on her shoulders, "Excuse me miss, but can I
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