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Step Up (feat. Dej Loaf & Sha Sha)
The Game
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I'm from the home of the malt liquor, talk slicker Where guns spark quicker, on four niggas Them niggas better walk with you, take the long way home My finger itchin' and this barrel so loooong Like Pinocchio's nose my list of foes grows Casket closed, air tight like Mystikal's cornrows Expose rap niggas, take hoes from rap niggas Step Up, Never said shit when they seen me, get your toe tag nigga The Compton lyricist, you niggas can't get with this Step Up, Used to tap Dre on the shoulder like, 'Dre come hear this shit' Step Up, He thinkin' he slick and shit , nigga sweeter than licorice Los Angeles god, we mob like Infamous Ain't from Queensbridge or Brooklyn but we done shook ones Bullets, I done took some, crack, I done cook some Don't you stand there and look dumb Ain't no honor amongst thieves, especially when the hook come Lives, I done took some When I look around I hear something tell me That I’m the type of nigga you could be down for And I be hearing niggas say they gon’ kill me And be the type of niggas I think I should make a move on But I came to let you know I keep that heat for real I kicks in doors when your rap bars is Iggy I pull up floors and take them charges with me Aventador as I explore the city Phillipe's with my henchmen, nigga, word to Jimmy You could be swimmin’ in the Hudson, it’s nothin’ Think I’m bluffin’? Guns c**ked, say somethin’ Step Up, Ain’t too many real guys in this here rap shit The industry soft when Plies getting slammed and shit I feel like Mayweather in May weather Whoop the white b***h ass, it might pay better Got my Timbs on the gas in this grey sweater Tag Coogi, I bet you’d be more cautious if you knew me Your girl tryna do me, hoochie, groupie She tryna catch up on a Gucci, baby, no, I’m out like Karrueche Gave me that BJ so I slid in that bazooki And that’s my I’m the dookie You **** me, I’m ****ing your b***h, stupid When I look around I hear something tell me That I’m the type of nigga you could be down for And I be hearing niggas say they gon’ kill me And be the type of niggas I think I should make a move on But I came to let you know I keep that heat for real Dej holla at these niggas for me You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy Pull up on a nigga like, “uh” You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy You know I know where you live at, boy Pull up on a nigga like, uh
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