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    [Mr. Lil One]
    *Talkin*
    Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
    Lil One, GHP, Traveiso
    CLMT, hehe you know this
    *Rappin*
    Try to take me for mine, but I'ma take you for yours
    And I'ma tell these mothafuckas you's a bitch and a whore
    Try to blemish my name, well I'm do you the same
    And I'ma bring all the pain, til you're feelin the same
    Better knock on some wood, I'ma boy in the hood
    I never thought that you would, but always knew that you could
    You never rat on your friends, you never rat on your foes
    You never trust in a bitch, you never trust in a hoe
    Drive around in my car, while I'm drunk at the bar
    Tellin all these mothafuckas I'ma wanna be star
    Baby Baby slow down, I might be comin around
    And before you even know it hear a pop and a sound
    Hear a pop in your ear, give it all but a year
    Couple kegs of beer, bring your death's up in here
    See I'm sick in the mind, I love the way that I'm paid
    I remember all the freaky little noises you made
    See I'm Lil Uno, still sippin Bruno
    And every where that I go, got a whole bunch of hoes
    Got a whole lot of tricks that be all on my dick
    And what ever you think I really don't give a shit

    [Chorus: Mr. Lil One (Trav)]
    Let us, let you know (Know what)
    How we do this here (Where at)
    In Dago (That's right)
    In Dago
    [2x]

    [Trav]
    Bring them skills pack them bills
    Bustin raps and dope deals
    Flock of hoes in high heels
    Fellows always drinkin beer
    The one comin out
    Knowin what I'm about
    Bringin flow from the soul
    Spittin game, fuck the fame
    Fellows out tryin to bang
    Drop the slang but maintain
    Slow your mothafuckin roll man
    Cause people like you and people like me
    Could never be the same, gives a fuck what you claim
    Thought you were sick in the brain it's theTrav for the game
    Makin hoes scream my name
    Rub em up, dig em out
    Fuck me up, kick em out
    Leave hoes to shame
    It's the Trav biatch, always up to no good
    Since growin up in the hood
    Always end up in wood
    Never knew that you would
    Doubted Scout from the south

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    [Chorus]

    [Mr. Lil One]
    Well I'ma break it all down
    Another verse and I'm out
    You walk around wit a frown
    Now tell me where you at you now
    How does it feel to be down
    How does it feel to be broke
    Hear my name all around
    How I bet that you choke
    Hang around wit them fools that be all on my nuts
    Love the way that I laugh when I call you a slut
    Now you better be wise in the choices you make
    You's a bitch and a rat, you belong wit the snakes
    Call me up on the phone actin stupid and dumb
    Tell me it'll be on if I don't give you some fun
    Now you better beware, you better think I'ma stare
    No I'm not that mothafucka you wanna take there
    Let the evil begin and let the wicked begin
    Ain't no need to fuck around, play the role and pretend
    So where ever you are, got a permanent scar
    Cause the mothafuckin Lil knows who you really are

    [Chorus]

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