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Aaaaaaaaah! Chorus: Freddie Foxxx What`s mine`s I love, and I fight, push to shove Hand to hand?, but you can`t stop the love You push to impress, and I leave you with less It`s real love for the mics that I bless, no quest` *repeat* [Lil` Fame] Can`t stop the love! I know you sayin I`ma young nigga Don`t get it fucked up cause I move with them thug niggas From old ? to life we straight sparkin light Bring light to the darkest nights (M) Blast (O) Blast, P in your area Make a move and them cats might bury ya Now that your trapped and your fuckin with thugs Let me tell your punk ass what I love I love to see motherfuckers, that show no love And start speakin out like a bitch when you catch em in the club I love, when a slug cat shut down And then try to post up when they damn near cut his ass down I love, trying to reach all parts of the map On a Ninja, with a big Buddha bitch on a back I love, cats that rap and still drip checks Like your man Lil` Fame, Bill Danze and triple X Chorus [Billy Danze] Aiyyo, you know what I love (What`s that?) It`s when motherfuckers assume That they ass can`t get popped at 12 o`clock in the afternoon I got the balls to come through your walls, like (Boooom!) Have an orgasm every time I clear the fuckin room (Niggas is gone) Nah, not just yet I need to see you son of a bitches sweat (I love) What I got, son, my shit is prop`, son With Prem` in the drivin seat and Freddie Foxxx ridin shotgun (Stop son!) Here is the ultimate Somethin I love is when thugs be bumpin my shit (I love) Niggas with heat, (I love) niggas that`s deep Niggas that regulate the streets (sho` nuff) Mic blessin, Smith and Wessun caressin (First Family) With the Desert Storm impression The lesson: I advise if your not ready to ride on the homicide side, nigga slide Chorus [Freddie Foxxx] I love beats that are hardcore, dirty and raw I love takin niggas burners when they scared to draw I love plottin on my enemies, I love to attack I love beatin niggas down when they rhymes is whack I love seeing emcees struggle to make themselves something that us real niggas love to hate It`s too late, I love my Ninas and I love my ?fours? Blowin holes through the project doors in ?knive wars?, nigga I love the feeling, and the rush that I get From ?Sam? run the Rolex watch with the diamond begets I love, how my life was intact without a deal How I kept the newest chromes on my automobile I love the fact that rappers make the dough, without a flow Soft niggas, that I stain, like piss in the snow I love the fact that I survived through the roughest of times And break the mic when I want, with the roughest of rhymes Its a luxury to see me emcee Its so hard, this lyrical brutality, feed`s a nigga`s mentality I love, when you niggas claim to be great knowin your mob ain`t never lettin shit, what the fuck is this? Niggas bustin shots on New York, I get my vest on Twenty rhyme clips in my mic, I get my bless on Loan soldier standin on the front line, I fear none Excuses that you give me for your lyrics, I hear none You niggs ain`t no real emcee`s You Sam Goody ass niggas can`t write without suckin down trees So I love, laughin at you niggas, while you clappin at me I split your head shot from your man, while he`s slappin at me I feel the hits from your rounds Your hollowpoints make a nigga wobble, but I won`t fall down *echoes* [Lil` Fame] Yeah, you motherfuckers see it, come on! Chorus [Freddie Foxxx] Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, for all them sucka ass niggas that don`t know, when I crawl up out the whole, and I got M.O.P. with me, baby, ain`t nowhere you can run (to the life) ain`t nowhere you can hide. With hot slugs at both sides. Split your back open wide. Niggas from the East Side
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