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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
Asorted flavours, in they
Inspire young minds, by Nato's
With the determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave me dreams
Giving me music like and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna
Both presidental and plus, they it up
Got hits in his zip, who want enough
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no
Take it in the rain, I used to with Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my money's
Now the Enzo doors go up like a
Reon, same some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My nigga your eyes,
Just you're self just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and surely rise
promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just me how you feel
...How you dawg?

We picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you flight
...My nigga how it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Hues, part horny, part holy
First on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my with a new pro-chromy
If they priest the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you can of the year
But you should who's in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still through my life like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about didgits
It's one thing to say that you it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to
John could do, when with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care what it us
Now I'm with with a pit full of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with classing and
The cash and class
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...