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Wit my homie

  1. //(0.11) Nat3Dogg
  2. Bustin funky lyrics on this bitch
  3. Killin foos on these tracks witout a hitch
  4. Rollin in the coupe like the homie pac
  5. Kickin in the hood homies all wearin locs
  6. Dudes dodgin bullets everyday
  7. Lord knows the hood be gon cray
  8. Zay to ay follow me huh
  9. Yall think i know the way
  10. Other bitches leadin yall astray
  11. Now runaway runaway
  12. Or get yo punk ass slayed
  13. WSCG runnin shit around the way
  14. Wearin wrong colors might getchu fucked up
  15. Yall bitches sitdown jus runner ups
  16. Now if my homies call yall bitches get ready
  17. Cuz the shit we drop boutta get heavy
  18. Like a fo five to the side
  19. Notha double homicide
  20. No glocks in the rari jus a k in the bucket
  21. Cube an Eazy E always taught me jus fuck it
  22. Blues down the way always said jus buss it
  23. But we ain no punk bitch goin out like thotiana
  24. Killin these foos like you swear im jeffrey dahma
  25. Now i ain gang bangin but this shit real serious
  26. Money an bitches got me feelin real curious
  27. Wanna be an OG got bitches legs like chopstix
  28. Throw me on a track an lemme rhyme a few topics
  29. Throwin words on a beat got me feelin demonic
  30. Words comin so smooth you could call me slick rick
  31. Now the homie Thom comin in wit verses so sick
  32.  
  33. //(1:13) Thom
  34. Crazy motherfuckers running the streets
  35. The N A T to the E
  36. No body can mess with him and me
  37. We ain’t playing no messing around
  38. We just blessing around our lyrics and tracks
  39. We got our macs, In our back pocket
  40. Just like our guns we got and lock it
  41. Hardest motherfuckers
  42. When people see us they fuck it
  43. They ain’t too lucky
  44. Homicidal maniacs
  45. Brainiacs
  46. Stop faking that
  47. New school trash I know where it’s at
  48. The old school It’s us fool
  49. We bringing it back, us two I may not be hard as my brother Nate
  50. But I’m not scared to say What others cannot, and do
  51. All they is, “fuck you”
  52. Lyricism I’m missing him
  53. Homie be calling, in a fucking jiffy
  54. Imma be there in a quicky, yes quickly
  55. With the ickly, like a pickle, icky
  56. Sticky, when I’m gone people gon’ miss me
  57. Not just me, and the Nate too
  58. So what’s up wit you
  59. Dissing our collabs, snapping like “oh snap”
  60. Breaking into our labs, trying to get our lyrics on pads
  61. We kill them motherfuckers before they can get in
  62. That’s our place where we chill
  63. Shoot my bullet, you’ll wanna duck it
  64. When we come around, you say fuck it
  65. Oops recycled lyrics
  66. Yet you still don’t fear it
  67. You just hear it
  68. Maybe it’s because rap now does this
  69. It ain’t fit to live
  70. Cause with me and Nate, you get dissed to bits
  71. Are you hearing this?
  72. You wont be missed

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