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Crip niggaz, Blood niggaz, Essay's, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians, All these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting, Since the west coast fell off the steets been watchin, The west coast neva fell off i was asleep in Compton damn that song is tyte/// |
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My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg She musta heard about the dough Now captain come on and save a hoe I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain Number one on the chart, all the time mayn When the kid in the house, I turn it out Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn |
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