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De La Soul What The Fuck N1

knew what I was doin would truly toast her But didn't think she'd plug me for the De La Soul [needle drags] [inserted track ends] "What the, what the

pass the peas Makin much dollars, grippin much jeans Keep it undercover like a yellow submarine ... [Dove:] Bogus, how bogus can I [farting noise] [inserted track ends] "What the, what

and the cartel's for the gorillas on the block, for skinny niggas like myself, artillary shots as well, yeah [Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] You think I give a fuck

blast if ya hafta I'ma get mine in the streets fuck rappin Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta Really don't matter [Hook] What's crackelackin

Shootin' refusin' to cross me, punk, took 'em offs gee. Incarsed me, I'll be damned now toss me, the mossy slam in the shells of a 1 by 1, saw 2. Like

money, so what's a young thug to do now? (do now?) ain't nothin' to do but hit the streets and get some heat n' put the rules down, that's where'd he

had, and I put it in rap If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose,

drinking henneray, drinking my flow yo, thug shit thug shit what what what the fuck is the deal thugged out entertainment untertainment l-o-x terror squad this shit is fucking

'll give em aa?¦ Pusha?¦ Ripped you and your mocking crew, what you gonna do when I pop at you, glock at youa?¦ Fill em with the venoma?¦ Who the fuck