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Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, we up in the studio Woody Freezy up in the nassa me, ya Easy We also gon do support the Fleezy, and do the damn theezy how we usually do The theezy on the deezy We supposed to be a theezy And yell a beezy, do it how we do it Doozy Deezy, where the easy, tell 'em easy
His name is N.O.R.E. (uh oh) Don't push and he'll be sorry (uh oh) He might consider furs (uh oh) Drivin, mixin the words (uh oh)
Yo, yo, yo, it go ways to get the money long time on cash I'm caught up in the scramble where them guns go blast If they ya killas then your killas is ass I'm the world wide hustler I keep the gats in the muffler Married the block then broke up with her Still in the hood still choppin my knicks And my shots don't miss like Steryakovich Now my mind clear, I design to stall fear I'm like Puff and Cous that dudes that I Kia N.O.R.E. Cali weed I spark three And bitches say "I'm a friend" like Biz Markie I get sucked off, I used to buck off But now I can't do it I go straight up North So now I just chill and remain a G Sometimes its no crew just Lone And me So please let the motherfuckers know who I be It go
Yo, yo, yo I'm on the block buggin, drinkin with my homey (ey yo) Come her shorty where you goin? (ey yo) I lay like some semen, drinkin some Henny beamin Blowin bitches backs out leavin 'em all screamin I ran wars I divide the plan tours Fuck these "Deuce Bigalow" niggas they mad whores N.O.R.E., dirty, black certy I'm a Benz drop niggas on I-30 Smack niggas right in they grill Now stand still, see I stand still Cause my niggas I stand still See I lay, lay back, Carniac And now nigga drink like that and sell rap It go
Yo I carry mack, mack, mack All dressed in black, black, black I keep it gutter, gutter, gutter On a Neptune track, track, track
Yo, who gonna stop the guard try and rock the guard On the dance floor frontin, had to drop the guard Shit D.A.N. - Dead on N.O.R.E. And them little niggas run in the Ville they punk for me Ain't shit change, still no pot to piss in When I gotta piss and the pot is missin Shit, bright and early when I wake up son Don't front cause I'm the one your boss read I'm from It go