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    [ CHORUS: Danielle Henry ]
    It's on you if you wanna hate (we stay true)
    You can ice-skate (you and you)
    But you don't hold no weight
    This is how we do around here

    [ Sean Price ]
    I know, you don't like me, I don't like you
    You wanna fight me? Well fuck it, let's fight, duke
    I'm 1/5th of the Fab, I'm 1/8th of the great
    I got shit on the ave, I make cake out of state
    Smack clown niggas, back down niggas
    In the front yappin or the background niggas
    B-u-c-k is that town, nigga
    R-u-c-k, the fact's found, nigga
    So listen as the god body rap
    I pop this and twist it when the god shotie clap
    Yo, recognize the name
    Sean Price, recognize my game

    [ Buckshot ]
    Critics, rip em down like thunderpound
    Makin niggas wonder how
    That nigga Buckshot still around
    Knowin you pop the most shit
    While I pop that Cris and that Moë shit
    I get scoliosis cause I ain't straight
    Till I see every one of my niggas rise
    Don't say shit to Buck, I solidify
    Come on guy, recognize and correct
    Anybody disrespect I'ma show you parts of your body you never met
    Let's start with your heart, then next let's visit your butt
    I'm good with the arts, kickin my part
    Like done deal, signed and sealed
    The contract on your life is a mill
    What the deal

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    [ Top Dog ]
    I don't know baby, maybe it's the dog in me
    That got me runnin around, markin my territory
    Don't try to stop me now cause I'm ahead of the pack
    Chasin that cat, girl, you know I know better than that
    You say you love me when you know you hate me
    See me on the screen and try to date me
    But I play the streets cause that's where the cake be
    Because I'm D-o-g you wanna leave me lonely, lonely, loney

    [ Steele ]
    Screw me? Screw you
    Who me? Who you?
    I do me, you do you
    Respect the General, I'm too true to the game
    You new in the game
    Mad cause I get up in the clubs with my Timbs and jeans
    Weed in my seams, pass all the fiends
    We all VIP's, peep my ass in your dreams
    So my company better have my currency
    Been actin funny currently
    Y'all might react gallantly
    Don't like the fact that programmers can't stand us
    We too military, record labels can't handle us
    Press click cameras, we click-click-click hammers, brah
    Get slick, we sic the animals
    Far from amateurs, we professionals
    Hard bars and bricks lock shit like correctional
    This industry two-way like bi-sexual
    BC straight in your face, defrost niggas next to you

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    [ Buckshot ]
    You can ice-skate, meaning bounce and breeze
    Bounce, so leave, you could have a ounce of trees
    Fuck fatigue, we white t's, cut the sleeves
    You gotta love it how we ( ? ) with ease
    Oh of course Buck the boss toss molotovs in your Ford Explor'
    You niggas ain't raw, you poor, this is what you can't afford
    To keep dissin Buck thinkin I'm soft
    Baby, I put it down when you was in drawers
    I ain't never say pause
    Fuck a fad, fuck the latest trend
    I leave bodies where I lay this pen
    And next time I gotta say this again
    I'ma say exactly, not a lot but the gun'll spray
    Now gone and play

    [ Ruck ]
    Bust on you, baby, for everything
    Grab guns, take rings, chain bling, everything
    No doubt, Ruck is the best
    My kids think I'm such a success
    They don't know a motherfucka's a mess
    I used to stand on the block with Rock for fun
    With a pocket full of rocks and 1's
    Stopped that, now I got chips from illegal stock tips
    When I draw heat on crackers on Wall Street
    Yo

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    Composition: D. Yates Jr.

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