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The
niggas
Spliff

Roc
Rah
Baby


Another Voyage

One, two,
on

Here we go
Y'all niggas know we to give it to you
Here we go
Now feel this while it's running through you
Here we go
We come to hit y'all with nigga music
we go again
More shit for y'all hear the drug abuse it
we go again
Now the way we always blow the spot
we go again
We fuck shit up and take the you got
we go again
Flipmode you know we always it
(What?)
it
(What?)
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(What?)
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I'm a real guy, you can't fuck with me
You could a quick bullet like Brandon Lee
Carry my on my back like a M.V.P.
I got a sick paddle log banned from TV
Charge your whole a hundred CC
Straight from the streets, learn OG's
Rocks nothing my jewels is deep freeze
Blood, sweat, and tears, gotta the G's

don't wanna see me twenty pounds heavier
On the cellular they wanna see me and bellied up
I tell you what when I'm my whips
I bury one walk around in the streets with guns
Bust it, in your self-source
A shells to dry you out to a pale horse
Smashing your image, it back
we crack with a villian
Scratching my d-dick plus be the rapper to

starr

Rah
Roc
Baby
Rhymes
DJ
Flipmode
Muthafucker, what y'all niggas
Yeah you know we always gonna it to you

I drop kick niggas run around evict niggas
Give it to you full like H.I.V. sick niggas
Act like you know B, I watch you die
Tapped action Charles Dick to Kobe
Was a blood smack a fagot from the village
Steam boil and hurt your Mama feelings
Run you off the court, defeat you at your
Spit, pop, and twist like Moet corks

now hardcore sounds, we snatch crowns
Too mouth you lay down we clear crowds
Send a large threat you expect
For me to get nigga and blow off my set
Never that rep Flipmode
Till the sky's black to macks
And hear how we this track
Do you me dogs?
Six blocks, buildings
Brick walls, still push
'Cause I'm the

Now make one time for the tight little swinger
Posing in sticking up my middle finger
Everybody trying to get they little these days
Make a bitch cold back to my grimy ways
in my court, those who lack sport
Tear they ass to the without the black thought
Coming on the scene thinking you the Don
Type crimes you pissing all in your Sean Don

we go now
Now the fuck y'all niggas want?
And how we
And you all exactly what you want?
See is the squad
niggas wanna try
We smash you in face
And make it around your eye
We out to wreck it no
I'm out to hit y'all with some shit that you
Bug the out
And make y'all niggas get arrogant and
the fuck out
And we in the spot
We always shit and make y'all niggas
Bust a out

we go again
Y'all niggas we have to give it to you
we go again
Now feel this while it's running through you
we go again
We come to hit y'all with that music
Here we go
More for y'all gon'' hear the drug abuse it
we go again
Now the way we always blow the spot
Here we go
We fuck up and take the shit you got
we go again
Flipmode you know we bring it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it

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