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    Intro:

    *alright* (x16)
    No doubt
    Aha, see what you want baby?
    Check it out! one-two for my peeps like this, check it out

    Verse 1: skoob

    To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
    Cos mad nigga's throats gettin slit
    By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
    You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
    It's the...now I'm the maniac with the flow (what? ) ? ? ? ?
    Til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
    Be doin my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha)
    Some say I got too much posse like flavor flav
    Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the clique (what? )
    Ci-lo satan when I hit you with the triple 6
    Your shit be stressin it's lessin, I'm flexin with the adjectives
    Shittin on mc's like I just took a laxative
    Now niggas know I gives a fuck about'cha crew
    You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
    Between nevers and atlantis, I kicks a frantic
    And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet
    Like this, boy!

    Hook:

    *alright* (x8)

    Verse 2: dray

    Well uhh, one-two, comin thru next
    Nigga krazy drayzie representin das efx
    Stompin wit my crew comin thru your projects
    Bring ya from the east so fuck the peace so if you spot us
    You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa!!)
    You're makin dollars overseas (uhh), nigga please (uhh)
    Squeeze these cos we're gettin paid by the g's wit ease (word up)
    We're blowin up your fuckin spot (no doubt)
    Cos when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
    Now everybody be the nicest but jesus christ this
    It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices
    My advice is you better learn a trade
    Before you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin sprayed
    I keep you open like you're fuckin sessin me
    You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
    Cos justa me, the k-to-r-a-z-y
    Use to rock fila, bettin like I'm eli
    With houston your style in need of boostin
    Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin
    I put my dues in so you know it's only right
    I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)

    Chorus (x14)

    Verse 3: dray, skoob

    To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick
    My rappin antics'll keep em runnin fran-tic
    The shit the man kick'll make ya fuckin ass sick
    I bring you from the pit and never quit cos it's the krazy
    Poppin all this shit cos his rhymers don't amaze me
    It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it
    I make it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it
    It's just for safe keepin so when I'm sleepin I sleep safe
    I'm comin with my timbs in ya face (motherfucker)
    Back in the place I'm gettin stupid in ya sector
    I be the krazy drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
    Fuckin flow to final, motherfuck the title
    My nigga dj dice is on the vinyl (motherfucker)
    That's my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
    I bring it from the sewer , here my nigga come again

    The books in reverse kicks a verse
    I'm takin it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I persuit
    To stomp an mc like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
    I bring swing to the ring like luke doover
    Diggity-got land like a cruiser, pop duke he rip a cougar
    For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in
    Amazin and plus off-beat like caucasians
    Me get done? never son, I hold it down for 7-1-a
    Where niggas fuck around and where niggas lay
    Ain't nuttin slim, I got game like tim hardaway
    Fouls like the proudest so I'm labbin in rca
    Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin that shit that you lovin
    Plus I got another back in the oven
    Some heard the style and then construction on it
    But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas ain't got nuttin for it
    C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya spot
    I rock like that bald-headed nigga on fox
    (so how we do? ) no shorts from niggas or they fuckin girl and (what you
    Got? )
    More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
    So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
    Cos e'rything gon' be aight! (no doubt)

    Chorus to fade

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