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Don't fk with us
Watch these get wicked now
Check it out
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Put em up
What What
Put em up what what
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Vinnie
Well here's a shot out to all those who think that we slipped
Doing this ever since 165, North 15th breakdancin with slick
nigg* what, I'll beat your butt
You on a beef or what
And if I gotta go deep I'll cut
And if you try to face this
The Naughty by the Nature gonna lace this
Track, we be the cream of the pack
Don't come up in my face with bulls**t cuz you're bound to get slapped
And then we'll take it to a level where you're gonna get clapped
And then we'll all be up in court, I don't got time for that
Cuz I'm, one third, naughty
Look into my eyes yeah you know me
Ain't nobody pimpin like us three
Call us masters, o.p.p
And when I draw the line don't get in the way, I'm paper chasin
Or I'll be cuttin you off like Friday the 13th and I'm Jason
Single don't mingle with ladies hearts I'm a thief
I'm not a virgin but Virgo birthday September 17th
And don't ask me for favors cuz it'll be just like pullin teeth
I'm on some new s**t with cuz you continually sleep
Don't creep
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Treach
Dun dun dun dun dun dirty the motherfker with them jewels on
Did the dirt, turn the news on
nigg* left layin with his shoes on
With every clue gone
You actin nervous, what'd you do wrong?
nigg* lookin shady, all fakey all quiet
Ah forget about it when the feud's on
Now wha-what what put em up that's what the party get
I bartend on some naughty s**t
And don't play that shorty s**t
We hittin and kickin like (?)
Shakin like (?) chicken like pick pick pick pickin the town
d*ckin em down, pickin a hoe, give em a show, the rigamarole
So, if you ever gone report you seen my tribe
I best to pray you got nine lives because your godd*mn eyes lied
(...?...) that's 25 lines motherfker you on my side
What you gonna do wanna do talkin all the drunk talk
At least you'll die high
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Vinnie
Just look don't touch, just tip my b*tch
Cuz things get crazy now
Punk motherfker gonna pay me now
Got busy got forty got fam got (?) got jet got slash
Diesel do, take apart that ass
Got another motherfker get cash fast
Did dash smash, who you fought last, him or me?
Them or we? Get Hennessy, you memory
Treachery, and to the right of me, it's that nigg* uncle Vinnie
What with K Boogie on the break release
The beat don't cease til we double fkin platinum apiece
Hands touched
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