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(feat. de la Soul, Tha Alkaholics) (dove) Yo - who hold guns and rock ice bigger than life; Got bitches throwin they drawers on stage - that ain't me! I raise kids, push whips, piss an mc Love money like I love my moms Love my nigga com sense when he bang dents all up in they wallets Wall to wall bullshit I got hardwood floors Set sail for tour ever since eighty-nine So y'all are fuckin the same hoes who used to be mine (tash) And I've been waitin three summers to rhyme longside my people Rico, de la, inject you with the lethal Dose of hop-hippin if you thought catash was slippin Then put that drink down, you drunk off what you sippin Catash put the dip in dip dive socialize Fuck around with me and next you'll find yo' crib burglarized (xzibit) Yo you better recognize and try to analyze this Hand over fist - how can a man act like a bitch? Change and switch, snitch on his crew Yo get rid of the niggaz before the same thing happen to you (pos) And they'll leave your ass sticky like glue Blood leakin out, girls freakin out, motherfuckin cops tweakin out Got you on your knees like a freak, jugglin deez nuts Smugglin these cuts from s.c., you best be- -lieve there's no web or leave a net We done swallowed 40 bottles of threat, yo Chorus: all together What you know about my writes? (my writes) What you know about what's weak, what's tight? And what you know about an off night? (uhh) What you know about niggaz frontin for the light? And what you know about them gun fights? (gun fights) Got a nigga duckin while them girls show fright What you know about my writes? (my writes) Ah what you know about my writes? (my writes) (xzibit) Yeah, yeah, look I'm samson without delilah, the soul survivor The drunk driver that rolls straight, take the whole cake Chop it up with the family, wash it down with alcohol My telly's a desert eagle for all the fuckin shots I called My niggaz gotta ball, never settle for less Heavy metal, heavy on yo' chest like two breasts Step into my office cause it's time for you to roll somethin One false move, and we gon' beat you like you stole somethin (pos) Yo these style I kick should be called ? ? rap Drawin the pussy out the nigga after my prize, cause I want it They stomach what I throw, they know I'm right for they diet They librarian flow keeps the party real quiet (shhhhh) The love I lost outweighs the rhymes I gain But the fact that I spit 'em makes me cherish the name So pass the mic so I can put in my share I rip it from home to l.a. With connectin flights to rip it elsewhere (j-ro) Drinkin up black & tan in the back of a van I learned as a young man - long trip, piss in a can


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