Saturday, March 20, 2010

The Word

It's just major right here, you know son.

We handling the earth right now. Y'all n*ggas don't even know. You know what I mean? If it wasn't for us trying to enlighten y'all n*ggas w/ all types of flows and flavors, the game wouldn't be the same.

No doubt. You gotta come provocative, n*gga. You know what I mean? Sh*t gotta be spinetinglin, w/ mad styles and crazy dangerous, I mean, bust your sh*t open beats. You know what I mean?

It's like, yo, n*ggas don't even know, son. We gonna play some funky shit. Pay up. Pay up. Pay up.

Here, hit this Henny.

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