Locked, Part 2

Pacewon

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    [Pacewon]
    Uh-huh, rock on
    Cheeba cheeba y'all, cheeba cheeba y'all
    Cheeba cheeba y'all, rock on

    If you broker than a joker, pockets on E
    Or just got stuck after clockin all week
    The gat 12.50 and the rocket's on me
    Now you can roll through your hardest projects on feet
    Now you can send 'em upstream like bass they dead fish
    Spend your money with me, watch how fast you get rich
    See I take it by force while they come with a soft sound
    Like they with they girl, carriage and horse style
    I'm a drunk, see I can't put the sauce down
    Girls that I fucked in the past turn me off now
    Crooked, I done snatched a hundred chains
    Versace shades since Big, nuttin changed
    Sensors go off when the pussy come in range
    Down with the Wons we the most wanted gang
    Raise hell, skip bail, inhale, weed smoke
    +Poppa Large+ big shot from the East coast
    Bring your two teeth I'm lost like +Kool Keith+
    In a tinted up Sedan, plushed out with blue seats
    The rims on the whip cost about two each
    Better stop and pay attention everytime my crew speak
    Smart like Bill Gates, check me out in Newsweek
    Showin off like I'm sunbathin on a nude beach
    The moral of the story is niggaz gotta rock
    You can't move nothin right here - we got it locked!

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    And these Jakes 'noyd at me cause they make toy money
    They upset cause they see me with a Playboy bunny
    And I just shove my head in the hole, get up and go
    Up late every night like David Letterman yo
    Singin "We Want the Funk" off three blunts of skunk
    Got a G and a bitch that I see once a month
    A girl across the border, or the one your daughter
    I'm not normal don't get caught up, my style is too water
    like, H2O and I race through hoes
    I take 'em tall and light-skinned but I ain't racial though
    I get, busy with mine, I take Dominican dimes
    Little chicks comin up with the city in mind
    West Indian eyes with some serious thighs
    So pretty and fine hope she give me the time of day..
    .. and make me feel this need
    To have to give her that ring like my man Willis Reed
    Snatch up the dice and roll five by six
    Headcrack you bitches while you ride my dick
    Then, giggle a little cause your pockets is brittle
    And your game is kinda slow, nigga pass me a pillow
    I'm the one on the streets, I'm the Don on the block
    LOCKED!

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