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[Yukmouth]
Je je jeah, nigga! ugh It`s a Mob Figa event My nigga J. Klyde Ya bitches Ho up , or blow up ya stank bitch Jeah Yukmouth in the mutha fuckin` house ya hoes, SHEES! Jeah Pop ya colla and ya chain nigga What! What! Jeah! [Yukmouth] We getting` it, the magnificent 20 inchin` it, conceded Only in the model bitch I`m interested Weeded Splif after splif we smoke infinite Blingin` Chained to my dick and shit Pop Crys ridiculous Flow like terrific Rippin` it, spittin` it Fuck all your written shit Here`s your death certificate Yuk fucks `em up on some different shit Make bitches shave from they tits to they clitoris Make the innocent college bitch eat the licorice Crash the Jag [AHHHH!] Next day flip a bigga six King of Oakland but not on no Jigga shit This Regime life bitch niggaz witness this Oakland to Pittsburg smokin` herb In mink coats and furs Niggaz slang hydro and birds In Cali fuckin` video hoes and center folds But still retire rappers like Arsenio Shows nigga Chorus: [Rydah J. Klyde] Fly gangsta how you get so fly? Them other birds go hard when they try They look sloppy what is it a carbon copy? You the nigga boy I ain`t gon` lie Coochie in Gucci, Channelle Louie and oouie Got diamonds in his mouth I stared when he spoke to me He probably buying cake Trynna get me to buy his type He fly away I hope he come back to me Fly Gangsta! [Rydah J. Klyde] Yo I`mma let the hatters do them My neck and wrist I draped it Untouchable, M-O-B Figa affiliated Or how I feel to make it out the roughest of times Grandma raised me and my cousin, three sisters I grind Some years later She at the school I had no shine And half the time the clothes wasn`t even mine But in do time Junior high, `89 Me and Brittle started to grind See who got free waps from E-Y-T Swann had bomb He scored from Fat Rat Early 90`s grimy boy we at that My pockets got the mumps For real work off in my backpack Cross cords and silk shirts got me missin` every class Now she flirtin` Winkin` the lashes I`m too high to catch a pass I`m getting` money bitch [what] I ain`t got time Shit unless she trynna grind for a fly gangsta in his prime Keep ya eye on me And quarter ounces ridin` from my project buildin` I`m livin` grimy lookin` like a million Watch me [Chorus] [Rydah J. Klyde] Now I`m slidin` through the night In the same shoes I could have died in A hundred times count my blessin`s Pick my nine see the times change In sub stations in the housin` I`m in my [?] bumpin` 11/5 browsin` With thousands in rubber bands It`s dirty money from the gutter man The block is crowded gettin` cluttered man Who is this mutha fucka Gem? You know him? He housin` high speed Hittin` gates Scuffin` the shit out my Nike`s Or maybe in my zone at home writin` I got a plan to blow Stick up money and grams is movin` slow I spread my wings Got my weight up Now the hatters they know Cuz when a nigga havin` paper it show Birds of the same feather fly together We make a nigga wanna have his cheddar Who got ya gritting in the coldest weather? You goin` hard and you gettin` better The F-L-Y to the seventh letter In any weather I`m Fly Gangsta Bitch!
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