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The Beatnuts feat. Freeway
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Homie, don't act like you know me when you drinking
Breath stinking, coming at the Psycho Les spitting
Sweat dripping down your face with your greasy nose
Long sniffing, now you looking stupid with a bleeding nose
Your hoes teasing fools the way you came off
Acting like you big shit, I'll yank your chain off
And pull your throwback over your head and box your face
The type to shoot first, I don't procrastinate
I carry a gun the way you carry your son
And I don't care, you can rep where you from
I'm second to none, you catching three to your back
The second you run, I'm checking you son
I'm tapping your chin, I'm capping your twin
Then I'm burying your corny ass on top of him
Paralyzed, don't be surprised you've been vandalized
By Spanish guys chopping cats up like samurais
Yeah, ayo Ju man, what you do this for man?
I do this for the love, I do this for the money and drugs
I do it just to hear it in the club
Go 'head brush your shoulders off, flaky ass niggas
Sit back and listen to some crazy ass niggas
Matter of fact the craziest, Dr. Octavius
Cartel control over thirty block radius
Show me the money and I'll tell you where the baby is
Kidnap, extortion, conditions are the haziest
It's New York's beacon of light, creep in the night
And all I wanna know is if we gon' fight
From the Boogie straight through to the Heights
Ain't nothing but official pistoleros unloading the pipes
So take it however you like, homie
Just know that I'll be in the shadows ready to strike
Ain't nothing like Ju on the mic
You know we always coming with the hot shit for you to recite
Psycho Les, Ju Ju, Freeway
Young Freeway off the hook, off the books
Money on and off the books, all my niggas that's locked
Leave money on they books, these honeys off the hook
Call they peeps up and say they see Beatnuts with the rock, homes
Young Freeway posted up with the rock on
Glock on, make it jump like popcorn
If I'm on a record it's a hot song
Feds come, I cock it back and sing the cop songs
Popped on 'em since Biggie and Pac gone
I've been shooting and squeezing
Y'all niggas pointing and missing, my snipping'll leave 'em
My info'll grab 'em, definitely toe tag 'em and bag 'em
Me on the cot with the doc if he breathing
I'll leave him missing a limb, leave y'all chumps missing again
I dump it again, you jump on the scene
Man I leave your chick pumping the semen out
Like Lil' Kim, Freeway strike again
Yeah, Beatnuts
Freeway, Psycho Les, Ju Ju
Philly-Queens connect
Still undisputed
Still undefeated
It's crazy up in here
Style hot
Crazy up in here
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