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DJ Kayslay - Get Retarded lyrics
[Jim Jones] Uhh, okay, y'all know what this is Jim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfucker Drama King, drama game, bird caine DipSet, Diplomat - y'all know what it is Exclusive nigga, for the streets Harlem, stand up, Eastside representers You know what it is, check it Passed my hood throwin weed out the window Half my hood they be out the window Tell KaySlay throw the key out the window I parked in front so I can see out the window Get inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the side So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we ride Better yet like pilots we fly Trust me you be flyin all high like a bunch of birds and we dump the birds And we bump the birds but "mums" the word Word, word - man bird gang I thought you heard mayne But hold on holmes, I be rollin stones Rocked up like a rollin stone Blocked up and I hold the chrome Pop up I will blow up homes, DipSet, he know it's on Yeah, it ain't even fair I'll squeeze a flare, I'll leave him there Just bleedin there, no breathin air Just leave him there 'til police get there Whoo! That's my kind of work Fucked up buletproof liner shirt Then we grind the work, all kind of work We watch po-po, they tryin alerts Fuck that dough, they dyin of thirst Huh, so we cop it and fry it Chop and divide it, toppers supply it Yeah - hit the block and he try it Yeah - watch the cops when they eye us Yeah - you know our block starts riots [Chorus 2X: Jim Jones, Juelz Santana] If it's drama we can start it Start the drama, get retarded Grab the llama, load the cartridge Turn yo' ass into a target If it's drama we gon' start it If it's problems we gon' solv |
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