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it's gonna be reality, now picture me struggling Hustling, muggin' and doin' bad Elevatin', behind the little shit that I never had It's sad, but I all
E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts, and the dump drops the ammo Time to get wreck with the new style It's '93 and MC's
niggas comin' back Nigga lookin' for they shit, aggravated and pissed Niggas they can't fuck with my clique I'm here to break 'em off for chunk A D E A T H L
Vidal Sassoon All up in the bathroom digging the guts out Five in the morning I'm boning the fuck out The H-O-U-S-T-O-N, damn... It's like a million different
2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money on dem 25`s 5 star
, Murda Muzik the movie, the LP Yo, it's straight up Dunn, it's like this straight up yo peace to N O Y D H A V O C, nigga what , G O D, Ty Nitty, Gambino
won't last K M E L, y'all can kiss my ass That's why the town got rid 'o $hort That's why the town got rid 'o $hort It all started back when C and
E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on, laugh, make a jackass out of yourself
of video music box Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding down the yay , N.W.A. in L.A. OutKast
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone and MC Roll off the tongue like L M N O P And
broad, automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe, comin through the boulevard pass by Caro, I never gave a damn my jewels gonna slam, I'm at I.H.O.P. eatin some
Ridgemont 4, cause that's my hood Never been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T, but first a G-O L-D, a motherfucking plack I
the hawks and indiana When Jalen Rose had six J's on atlanta (Chorus 2x) (Lil' Romeo) Now special K was always cool Why L and them they like to make moves N and O
to raid on my parade When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade P-o-l-i-c-e me, homi-c-i-d-e You don't wanna see me Red and blue lights
from the L.B.C. Please welcome Snoop D. O. double G. Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the big Dogg, yo, fuckin' wit the insane Clowns
to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E The words we're hiding from him now tear the heart right out of me Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final
