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You couldn't hold my crown, but you can hold my balls Man they hold you down, I hope they slow you down I control you now, movin' that police car remotely down You ain't payin' attention, I ain't playin' detention While they movin' in silence of dead discretion Got your blinders on, homie, get him slapped off, walk it off When your body's on the street, watch him talk it off Block it off, get the can stick, yeah we chop it off We tryin' to fill a cup, top it off, pop it off Window brakes from a Molotov fireball We take a hit, baby top it off, duck it off Yeah, Westside bitch! Unadulterated underground gangsta shit All the Hoovers, the ese's, the Bloods and Crips Straight up and down like the hands on the twelve and the six They gon' be testin' our words, the revenge of the nerds Say got you all to believe in, you're the coffee beans I fold Your Red Bull wings, know a bitch from a queen Find your Adam and Eve in the system of things Dawg, whistle my fanbase so let out some steam I'ma better my circumstance, so follow my lead Thank you for rockin' all our merchandise and buying our weed Don't be the one that we leave, take it one for the team I'm a dirty disease, so I'm immune to the virus I'm down for catching a thing, you have the right to be silent But if you choose to be silent, there's gon' be horrible violence Now pledge to allegiance is damn united (Let's make America great again) Suck my dick! I don't need your approval, women swear by this Never had your fingertips on a three-puff switch Never had a bitch, nigga called me son of a bitch Algorithm is stick, they be callin' me Demrick Try put out more records than Master P and No Limit Wanna handle your business, better f*ck with Xzibit But if you f*ck with Xzibit, I'll send your ass to the dentist If you touch B-Real, it's gon' get so real Like Tyson, ear bites and Holyfield Put me in quarantine, still can't hold me still I'ma set you to business like brakes on the wheel We just shootin' for change while others shootin' to kill Ain't no justice in motherfuckers, they just make a deal They want us all separated like Bill and Camille When an illusion is sloppy, the triggers reveal For real!
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