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Zeze Remix
- Red and yellow and pink and green
- Come over to my house
- Haven't slept, haven't eaten, know what I mean
- What else more can I use?
- Gotta prove to these fools we confuse
- Not sayin I'm God I'm just a man
- Except he ain't down with the Clan check the plan
- Like the world knows Tara Reid's titties is scarred
- What y'all trying to do, we already did it
- When the pastor found out, his heart got colder and hard
- Droppin' songs in the studio, bringin' a hit
- Bringin' that thugsta, thugsta, thugsta, thugsta, gangsta shit
- You met my Old Earth, you met my Old Dad
- And two big homies, who treated me bad
- Just as snaky as I wanna be, triflin dude
- And keepin' it real like I should
- I spit shot cause I'm in a bad mood
- So we here now, so far, so good
- Made the plant and made the food
- But bout time you reach right through the crowd
- Of chubby angels with harps floating on a cotton cloud
- With head so vicious, ass like Tracey Ellis Ross
- On the daily, rarely seen, often heard
- Que vive les femmes par ma chair et mes os
- I'm on Hennessey rappin' every line every word
- Put your hands up, it's a stick up, you heard?
- I bought my son a rolex with diamonds embezzle
- Shining all day, you ain't on my bezel
- We play this game for real time
- Yeah, I ain't switched nigga
- Tiga I feel that waitin' is a crime
- Bound to be a grave digga
- Go getter since goes to show nigga
- Game in your brain for life
- And I'ma continue to live li ife
- Soon you gonna hear us everyplace you go
- Vacuum sealed head and my gab don't go bad
- Lowriders became riders and dropped the low
- Had to get what I never had
- Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
- For there is not the problem
- Asalaam alaikum to a Muslim
- Never ghetto superstar, rather ghetto entrepeneurly czar
- Why must I always attack what they're feeding you
- Swearing you're a star, and thinkin' who you are
- Pull up on the block, with grey on the blue
- Let's get it on the floor and do what you do
- You want some love, ask your momma or the lord
- Long as my mic is plugged into my cord
- Shooting people was a normal thing, no big deal
- I got six hundred dollars in the bank motherfucker!!
- Get enough the way she make me feel
- I turn pure raw yay, into rocks of butter
- It's showin from this test that livin couldn't get better
- You, you ain't never seen a bigger threat
- I'm rocking it HART, never skipping a beat
- OPEN UP TO GREET YOU... LIKE THE REAPER!!
- With the Lex and them hoes
- Me and E up to par, wherever we are
- But bitch you fucked with them pros
- And I can't forget about Snoop and Baby Nose
- And I'm, bout to get funked up, I said
- I leave her to die while I grab the cooks head
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