.Uh, uh, uh, c'mon
Hah, sicka than your average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
Niggas don't think shit stink, pink gators,
My Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery'night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Ne.
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