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- Theodore Unit - 88 Freestyle Lyrics
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- [Big Daddy Kane sample]
- In control and effect
- So what the heck, rock the discotheque
- [Ghostface Killah]
- Bring all the hammers and the buchanans
- My click ran in and after the blazin' is done, we still standin'
- Spot Raider Rich Gannon, I play the bench standin'
- Front of them snitch cameras, blow up your bitch Hannon
- Give her a quick chance to kiss glands
- In the mix, I saw the bitch sniffin', just dance
- Slept on a peel, then broke her wrist, and burnt her quick
- And stopped her wish, one of my wig pushed in
- Ghostface is local, slick murder shit with a new rhyme hustle
- Still bust you, fuck you, head bust you, respect my muscle
- Like a mean hooker, I'm not gonna tussle, I'll cut you
- And that goes for any nigga who think that they better than me
- Punch 'em in his face, fuck him up mentally
- Real robe and pop my throne
- Pop a cop if he show signs of any kinda stop my flow
- This is real live lyricist, never a witness
- See me clappin' the tools, improve my wrist
- The dude is, the Ruger is super steel
- Fall back, take a look at my face, for real
- My attempts to kill, sent a gate to chills
- When his brain hit the windshields, brake ills
- [Chorus: sample]
- Burn it, aw, burn it
- And you know, got to have them set it
- Burn it, aw, burn it
- What a life, not a life, ha, ha, ha, hahahaha
- [Trife Da God]
- Yo, I'm dope like syringe with dope in it
- And you a dummy like crack bags with soap in it
- See, well I'mma got a scope with it, drama don't approach with it
- Blow you off the coast, now your momma got a coat with it
- Young nigga, smokin' marijuana with the coke in it
- Sellin' CD's, VCR's and the remote with it
- Easy, duke, man I need this loot
- Look at my face, all hairy like some kiwi fruit
- Dead serious, showin' no teeth, holdin' my heat
- Put his eyes in the back of his head, he goin' to sleep
- For fuckin' with a top boss, niggaz get knocked off
- I always drop shit for the street like a cop's horse
- Nigga you cock soft, scared to pop off
- And I spit fire, my tongue's dipped in hot sauce
- It'll burn you, toss and turn you
- Have you bleedin' internal, get popped like kernels
- [Chorus]
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