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    Intro [dj premier speaking]:
    Yo royce. the gloves is on? don't play around with these motherfuckers. it's time to...

    [royce] (statik selektah)
    Hit 'em. (it's the bar exam)
    Hit 'em. (royce da 5'9")
    Hit 'em.
    Go

    Verse one:
    5'9" stand back he about to blow
    Snatch your hoe, let her go she about to blow
    That fo fo that he's holdin' is about to blow
    I thought i told you motherfuckers it's over
    Bliiiiiiip
    Stick up
    I got the gats out grindin'
    Give me any kinda preme track i rap out rhymin'
    And bliiiiiip
    Switch up, turnaround and rap bout diamonds
    Tell the underground i'm shinin'
    I'll be back i promise
    What you lookin' at dog?
    Your boy is fire
    The more time goes by his nose gets higher
    Plus he been pushin' that bar
    He knows what he wants
    He'll fuck a pussycat doll before he retires
    It's all about black and white
    It's like a piano
    The white and black cards you dealt
    Life is a gamble
    You might rap hard today like you an animal
    Then suddenly, tomorrow you gay, like the sopranos
    I done seen it all
    Lyrical niggas who dumb it
    Down
    For y'all niggas to sing along and still do nothin'
    You simple like the abc's, is y'all countin'?
    You like a caption at the bottom, with the ball bouncin'

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    Chorus:
    5'9" stand back he about to blow
    Snatch your hoe, let her go she about to blow
    That fo fo that he's holdin' is about to blow
    Preme tell 'em who it is just so that they know

    "royce da 5'9" - dj premier
    Hit 'em
    "just a young nigga caught in the mix" - dead prez
    Hit 'em
    "it's rugged and underground"
    Hit 'em
    "you can't run no games" - xzibit
    Go!

    Verse two:
    5'9" crystal clear
    Pistol in here
    You disappear and soon as i shoot it if you appear
    You see it clear if i appear to be clutchin' a shottie
    The butt on the gun is bigger than buffy the bodys
    I go upside your head with it and fuck up the party
    Oooh, i make your ass loose those couple bacardis
    The 40 long came along with a couple of bodies
    I know a couple corrleones, a couple of gottis
    My story long nigga, i stay deep in the drama
    I get my maury on nigga and sleep with ya momma
    I done did wifes, did dimes
    Did niggas in when the tripped
    Cause they found out the kids mines
    Blew the tec off
    Drew the column up on who the best
    Put himself, nas, jay on it and moved the rest off
    I'm a +gang+sta as well as a +star+
    Put 'em together and you caught me pickin' up where guru left off

    Chorus

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