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Slum Village
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Hoc N' Pucky
Lyricist:R.l. Iii Altman, Titus Printice Glover, James Yancey
Yo, plea-plea, plea-plea, please listen to my demo I got a flow that goes, ain't nobody droppin' no lyrics Niggaz they fear me because I represent Jah Yo when you hear this you better pump it in your car
Blah blah blah blah blah blah weee, yo My momma told me that these Niggaz tried to rob her at the liquor sto'
Check me out, hoo, rahh, ahh Check me out, uhh, check me out Huh, what you want, ahh Yo check me out, check it out Uhh, check ahh (Why does it have to be so damn?) Mon stahh is raw to
Rough enough to crush a nigga's tree trunks Aww my man, no time to think what she wants I'll be damned, Stan, remember we ran Eveywhere, goddamnit I said we ran Across streets bzzzt Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
There go my pager blowin' up with the bill that's obese What did your momma see [Incomprehensible] Really, should've, left your ass, in there It's a mosh, let's torture my niggaz
Ohh, goddamnit I said ohh Do you know the things that I can do to you? I can make you cry like your momma do And for the wild, my style, is monumental As my flow is fuckin' up instrumentals
I leave it superbad 'cause I know he know Take it easy, they don't, they don't (They don't) They don't, they don't
They don't, they don't, they don't (They don't) They don't, they don't They don't, they don't They, they, they, they, they
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