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Intro:
Yeah, we gonna bust it a little something like this. Me and my nigga Mr. Dalvin. First let me get some weed before I wreck it. Just lay back. Static: Where the reefer at, where the reefer at? Run me in the dime, not trying to bust my head Cause I stays on top of mine (top on mine) Cause I been ballin` since the days of back when Niggas wasn`t be thinkin` about drink no juice and gin (alright brother) Niggas be drinkin` the Thunderbird or Nighttrain Lookin` for the right frame, breakin` like a dice game Stackin` skrilla so I`m sippin` Hennessy Lickin` shot after shot at my enemies Boom boom recognize all persuers been in the game for years Cause I`m a sho connoisseur Consume the blocks, drop off my rocks, the quicker a nigga play me The quicker a nigga who drops, pops of the glocks Not trippin` facial experessions, be shittin` Niggas don`t be hearin` all that in every city Take a nigga out if you gotta on the day to day Then parlay, ate a gator, parlay, to God nigga Hook: It ain`t hare to see, when niggas try to be like me A true O.G., y`all y`all, gotta take you underground Parlay all day with the niggas from the Bassment sound (X2) Mr. Dalvin: Watch out for I blow, swing low Forget it, y`all don`t hear me though, I`m hittin` switches Hoppin` like a 64, and I, thought you knew, what I can do Able to leap tall buildind and run up to your crew (oooooh) The underground stylistical, got more flavors than mystics So lay back and watch this nigga kick it Wicked without thinkin` of funky But I ain`t stinkin`, I know I got you open cause I got y`all niggas blinkin` Check it out, you watch me devastate this track I make stacks and stacks and leave niggas on they backs Cause I...be a sharp shooter, intruder Rugged and rough, poppin` off just like a lueger Now how many niggas, wanna get down, while I say With Jodeci or the Bassment sound, around I don`t wanna see, handin`, my crew is deep and you know that we be bangin` So give me a bottle of Boons so watch me load my gat Start a war like Tom Barringer in Platoon So, don`t mess with this flow, Mr. Dalvin is gone like 19 nigga fiz-o, oh Hook Come on get down (repeated after every line) This goin` out to all the players Shoot outs to the ballers Much love to the hustlers (all around the world) Mo power to the pimps Watch the Bassment make it mo better (like that) Niggas just down for whatever, whatever Come on, like that Shhhh, let it go, let it flow
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