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Verse 1: Spliff Star

Yeah

Heh

A Flipmode y'all (x4)

Hah

Heh

Hahahaha

Yo

Yo Uh

I spits rhymes for thug cats

Neighborhood drug rats

Hardcore

Keep it raw

What

Niggaz love that

Stack the greenbacks

And stay steady with the weed sack

Spliff Star one of the famous foreigners

>From East Flat Bush

Fire arms till you no longer breather black

Make it hot

Standin on the corner wit the G-Pack

Look at me

Lampin in defiance wit my seats back

Got the game to fuck wit ?Jane? where you and her sleep at

Verse 2: Rah Digga

Lyrically inclined

And inclined to get lyrical

Checkin for residuals

Rhymin be the ritual

Ill individual

Bad habitat

Watch my voice battle cats

While i'm spittin battle raps

On the high horse

And i keep my saddle strapped

You'd be headin up the river like 'where the paddle at?'

Got a rhyme overload

Rah Digga always front ya

Leavin niggaz stuck like I was accupuncture

Chorus:

Got niggaz from the hood

Thinkin shit all good

I'm askin all y'all

WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!

Got niggaz outta town

Tryin to come and be down

I'm askin all y'all

WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!

Got niggaz online

Think they fuckin wit mine

I'm askin all y'all

WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!

I'm askin all y'all

WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!