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10/29/04 6:36 PM
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G-Hands
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Edited: 16-Nov-04 12:35 AM
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Courtesy of Prodigy from Mobb Deep:

 

It's like ahh shit it's on, time to go shoppin

For cars not fashion, my whips be the bomb

My clothes, be the same shit that we had on

And fuck lookin cute, save that for the broad

 

And we the only niggaz you know, that fuck they P.O.'s

They push our files to the top, you still on parole

We got, money to roll, no time for penitentiaries

Too much dollars to fold, it's bulgin out our jeans

 

Aiyyo - federal note fetish, you fuck with my niggaz

Franklin and Grant, get yo' ass blammed with the quickness

Y'all niggaz is finished

You overdosin the world with that cute shit

It's time for this realness

 

Know what? We outlive labels, and distributors

We run laps around e'ry artist on your payroll

Then hop up in a Range Rov',

jet black with the black rims, killin yo' bitch in her a-hole; uh-oh!

11/15/04 8:44 PM
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Edited: 15-Nov-04
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11/16/04 12:37 AM
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Edited: 16-Nov-04 12:43 AM
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ALL DAY


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