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nigga walked in with no grin. Fired up a stem and then said, "What you lookin' at?". I replied, "Nigga, you could get took for that, let's take it outside", huh We stepped to her butch calmly 'cause no
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I could teach a soul to fly. Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them high and I. Wish my hommie Butch was still alive. And on the day of his death we had never took that ride and I
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jags, we foward ya last. We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy yall ass. Give me love. We be wearing gloves tied up in gloves with special 38 slugs. So we don't end up (6 Feet Underground) the butch is
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-husband works. I'm sick of this, but can I come home now?. Mother to no one, private jet for one. Back home to the Tudor house that borned a thousand murder plots. Hancock Park, it's treated me very badly
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by niggaz named Butch through the bay bay. With waists so they weigh they status on the streets. License plates that say they, motto This is Chicago in the hay day. Similar to Good Times, I guess
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. Rubbin' on my miniature. John Hancock, the signature. Any time I hit it, know she feelin' for it through. And every time we get up, always end up on the news. Ain't worried bout no press and ain't worried
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miniature. John Hancock, the signature. Any time I hit it, know she feelin' for it through. And every time we get up, always end up on the news. Ain't worried bout no press and ain't worried bout the next
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Cousteau with flow, and underground continental. With words that blow. The competitions straight to the door. We'll rock it, Herbie Hancock it like '84, Fo' sho' J5. This jam is red hot Chali 2na. A
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Official, Nas, niggas. Word up, somethin' new for you Hear to make moves, get mines automatically. Emphatically, rhyme master, be rapidly tragedies. Guns like Butch Cassidy, nasty like Dick
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know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm. Dinah-Moe Humm. Dinah-Moe. Dinah-Moe. Dinah-Moe. The dynamic Butch from Tinsel Town Rebellion Dinah-Moe!. Fz Dinah-Moe. Dinah-Moe. Dinah-Moe. Dinah-Moe. Dinah