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I chicken fry rice bitch in a white trench
The officer and gentleman who stack by the Benjamin
Yo, I'm just playin', I clear the crowd out
You've just been fitted for them seaman shoes
Attack you from the blind side
We say

Ah yo
And if you say fuck me
And if you say fuck me
Uh uh, 1, 2, 1, 2

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Unless they bust like fifty-two shots
I'ma say fuck you
Next year I do nothin' more than Y2K
Fifty-two cops can't withstand the fifty-two blocks
When I walk by you better not be kickin'
Yo Flex
Drivin' with a turban who push a black suburban

We say
And brauds got the nerve to act funny
Frown bitch, Doc up in that town quick
Subliminal comin', from the five star general

DJ scratch on the track
Thats right it's goin' down
Battle kids at Maxwell's house
See me in the gran' transportation splurgin'
Calm me down, baby
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Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2 ,1, 2
Yo man, I throw a 5 in the power
Better have your eight essential vitamins and minerals
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And if you say fuck me
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Or I put two more in that Terriyaki chicken
I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore
I throw lightin' out the arms raiden
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Meth pull a last spark plug with a heart pump
We say
Network law lay it down like a Persian
Mr. Meth and Doc

40 miles per hour
In case any stick up care, where heat might miss
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
I'ma say fuck you
Invisible to the naked eye, where them criminals
We say
Fuck ya'll analog, niggas, we be digital
The blood in my jeans is tough like Buddy Lee
1, 2, 1, 2

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Critical condition in your physical for injurin'
Know when I'm good to the last drop
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I'm too nonchalant, a drink mixed with four kinds of liquors
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Not ready for prime time playas
Takin' change out the fountains at shoppin' malls
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Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps
Ah yo, this is WKYA Radio
Rats can only afford chuck-e-cheese
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Redman, method man, blackin the funk out
Shotgun in this man car
While you bailin', I'm trailin'
Come on
Call me Will, enemy I state
We say
You back down a point on NFL blitz
1, 2, 1, 2
You a champagne ho, with kool aide money

I'ma say fuck you
Just like urban
From bricks to South Park, you dyin' with Kenny
Ah yo
Ah yo, yo
And dream of fuckin' a star, who da scrub
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Get out your car sucker
M to the E to the F, spell curtain
Break your motha fuckin' back

We say
Kung fu
I'm everything you think you don't know
Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckas
Go guard your prey
Rockin' hard hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance
I'm lyin', buddah break fool and take two
Burnin' up, forever gettin' thrown out the club

Yo, wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
It be us Paul, shot out and bugged
DJ scratch
My lyric is 8 ball, batter up play ball
Ah yo
Mr. Meth, funk Doc
From debutant down to stripper
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
This ain't yours
New jacks studderin', that the man from the upper hand
The wu is comin' through you know the outcome
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
Catch me at the bar, 'Fu Bar', ladies know who we are
This is bottom of the lake raps
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I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a buzz
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We are kickin' your motha fuckin ass
Nod your head to this
Like a peppa spray can sprayin'

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I'm the has been that have not
Come on, we rollin' windows half down through the urban
We say
Stab you in the back
Punch, atomic bomb I hit many
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When four doc run the scam
We say

Semi-dart auto off ya, blood coughin'
And put your hole in the earth to escape through
Off a beat like this, I keep a night stick
1, 2, 1, 2
Yeah, yo
Ah yo

1, 2, 1, 2
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Bustin' off two macks, I'm like I'm hit
Robbed you with a gun that filled with paint balls
What's my name, Meth, his name's Doc
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