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Pop Da Brown Hornet - One Shot Deal lyrics
[intro: down low recka] Eh yo , yo, you got one shot, one shot One at a time man, dont be floodin the mic Word up, but you got to keep it real Cuz bitch ass niggaz, hip-hop is on another level And aint havin it no more son [pop da brown hornet] Aiyyo, yo, the next alliance of giants is now official Fuck what youre doin and cover the main issue Beats hypnotic to tranq your whole project Lay down the concept then we eat off the prospect I see shit done shit, still remain the one with The legit high-potent clean record The undefeated, undisputed Form an army, you included We can do this shit to hip-hop music I reign victorious, the audience, the eye witness You cant fuck with the vocab-ulist You stay frontin, stay rappin bout nuttin You stay talkin bout always bustin Your gat and how its crack you be pumpin Come on, tell me how that shit substantial I take you out before you get the chance to Feed these rap heads like hip-hop, bogus To me your show, the stupid niggaz aint notice Theyre satisfied with the mediocre stroker But once I get to bang it I bang it like its supposed to Intelligently, honesty and loyalty to my people Youre see through, thats how I peeped you Tryin to get over on the goods Camouflaged in black, tryin to blend in with the hoods God damn, some people never change We never stick together thats why shit remain the same Do the knowledge but first go look the word up Once I begin theres no time to get stuck Uh, in position to make the right decisions Not an amateur, you know Im top rank in this division Bring a knucklehead and watch me beat some sense in him Brown hornet massage the brain like oxygen Keep him conscious, pin-point the prognosis Me a |
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