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the street. I keep the 40 cal on my side. Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster. You see a nigga pass by. Tuck your chain in 'cause he might rob ya. Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale. Anythin
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motion picture in Dolby Digital (ay). Tree raiser and the scale it was digital. Calculate my every step, I'm a mathematician. Make them pigeons disappear, I'm a damn magician (yeeeeeah). A. 40 cal
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good rate. Get bucks, come home with the weight up Dippin' now, straight to the CAL. Get Dre on the phone. Gotta put that fluff on hold. Home grown, holmes know. Bubonic chronic, gots ta move on it
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) barber to Ghostface + {random fan}. Yo whattup man, how you want it cut? {* whattup Starks?}. (Just give it to me how you been doin it) {Yeah yeah yo}. {Yo I just got that brand new 40 Cal son
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all back to the street. I keep the 40 cal on my side. Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster. You see a nigga pass by. Tuck your chain in 'cause he might rob ya. Got glocks for sale, red tops for
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cool kids. Take a hit like cal on a cool hit. Cross fitted all day on the new *. Tripping out when the bass look real fat. She got a ? hit like a heart attack. Oh, girl got bass, with a nice
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cool kids. Take a hit like cal on a cool hit. Cross fitted all day on the new *. Tripping out when the bass look real fat. She got a ? hit like a heart attack. Oh, girl got bass, with a nice
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, "aight then," yeah. . Chorus 2x. . Verse two warren g. . Verse two, (uh-huh), now what the * I do?. Catch the bus to cal state, or chill with the voltron crew. And make a few ends on the side
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, "aight then," yeah. . Chorus 2x. . Verse two warren g. . Verse two, (uh-huh), now what the * I do?. Catch the bus to cal state, or chill with the voltron crew. And make a few ends on the side
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everybody got the vapors around me. See me in a big truck thin rubber riding. 2 Way and a broad, and got 10 others squatting. Cause I know Cal broads act up man. So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan
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cuba. It's the meth-tical jet to cal, I'm the buddha. Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes. I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk. Double-barrel, yeah meth bring it to them proper
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cuba. It's the meth-tical jet to cal, I'm the buddha. Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes. I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk. Double-barrel, yeah meth bring it to them proper
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dope I gotta go. I never slow down. Everybody knows now. We the best to throw down. Parties in the so cal. We gettin' so loud. Party with the whole crowd. Kick the haters all out. Takin' away all doubt
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pristical baptist or catholic I can't really say I'm religious an' to that I'ma witness. But I'm spiritual that's why I keep the Lord in the picture. 40 Cal in the 7-40 I laugh at niggas. That wanna' get
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of the 40 cal. Ak's bananna clips hold a 100 rounds. Test me, rude boy don't want none. Got Jamaican's and Hesian's buck, buck, buckin' they gun. Where the hood at? Nigga, that's where I come from
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. My girl's from so-cal my outfit from soho. And I got dough, that * is stashed in the crib. And it won't leave the house like it's * DiGiorno. Hell yea nigga that's all me. I'm from where
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hit it with seven. And left me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven Start everything from everything from heads to the worries. And had half the hood damn near wanted to mirk us. Found myself askin
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Mr. Yayo, your free to go. So I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow. Guess who's home?. Tony Yayo, Obie Trice, c'mon I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta. Man, you crazy
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any means, and you're just sardine,. I got the 40 cal. Tuck in my p. r. ps. ,. What do you expect, I'm from New Orleans,. And majority of my city is violence,. They tried to make a brand new map
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Yeah. You know how we do. Uh, uh, yo, my nigga Cad. What's hangin', nigga?. Nigga Terry, what's goin' on, nigga?. Let me talk to 'em for a minute. Yeah Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cocked.
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I've been mastering ever since. I was among the flavor youth, remain sharper than a saber tooth. My deliverance is self-evidance. Vi-tal, lyri-cal science. Now If you seen it or heard it, maybe
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the coupe with them birds, end of discussion. Them boys round the corner wanna sell in that Cal Ripken. If them niggas think I'm riding with that, them niggas tripping. Yeah I got a magnificent
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it and spend half the budget. I'm gangsta, let the. 40 cal blow in public. More hatred inside my soul than Pac had for Delores Tucker. Every time one of my niggas get shot the more I suffer. Cause
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Under The Dirt. Boo Yow! Is The Sound Of The 40 Cal. Ak's Bananna Clips Hold A 100 Rounds. Test Me, Rude Boy Don't Want None. Got Jamacan's And Hesian's Buck, Buck, Buckin' They Gun. Where The Hood
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the coupe with them birds, end of discussion. Them boys round the corner wanna sell in that Cal Ripken. If them niggas think I'm riding with that, them niggas tripping. Yeah I got a magnificent
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the coupe with them birds, end of discussion. Them boys round the corner wanna sell in that Cal Ripken. If them niggas think I'm riding with that, them niggas tripping. Yeah I got a magnificent
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. Queen. Only on them C's if it's breeze. Red Ruby Da Sleeze, Chinese on my sleeve. These wannabe Chun-Li's, anyway, 你好 (你好). Who the * told bitches they was me now? (Ooh). I knew these bitches was sl
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fast as Chun Li . Cause I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B . Underground king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing . Get a weight lift, reppin' Cal like Ripken I'm on fire right now . P burnin', no
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your case like your name was Cal Brooks. I breaks 'em up proppa, ask Biggie Smalls, Who Shot Ya?. Funk doctor, with the 12 gauge Mossberg Look, I got the tools like rickle, to make your mind tickle
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your case like your name was Cal Brooks. I breaks 'em up proppa Ask Biggie Smalls 'Who Shot Ya'. Funk doctor, with the 12 Gauge Mossberg. Look, I got the tools like Rickle. To make your mind tickle
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money ball, about to shoot a bill on them. Yeah, north Cal. we gone show them how to do it. Do the John Wall it ain't really nothing to it. Raleigh be the city where we like to do the dance. Another
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cool kids. Take a hit like cal on a cool hit. Cross fitted all day on the new *. Tripping out when the bass look real fat. She got a ? hit like a heart attack. Oh, girl got bass, with a nice
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(projects!). Like coo-coo cal. Lord I wish mad Lou could see me now. Wish gold mouth was there wish mailman was free. A lot of niggaz crossing over dog no not me. Closest I been in the commercial's when
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, "aight then," yeah. . Chorus 2x. . Verse two warren g. . Verse two, (uh-huh), now what the * I do?. Catch the bus to cal state, or chill with the voltron crew. And make a few ends on the side
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cuba. It's the meth-tical jet to cal, I'm the buddha. Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes. I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk. Double-barrel, yeah meth bring it to them proper
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It's about time, niggaz, oolah Motherfuckers, I'm from a town where it ain't nothin' nice. Where niggaz they hear that price and be at you the same night. Tryna kill you, got a knife, * a fight, sna
