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Double I, Double I (X4)
[Fam]
Huh yeah, huh
This is all live, and all real
Niggaz can`t understand it
I don`t know why they can`t comprehend
Heh-heh, heh-heh
[Diesel (Fam)- {Both}]
I got a rugged step-back, cruddy-bat-smackin type of style
Meanwhile flip a freestyle
You know what I mean now?
Cos I`ve been down and kept down
Now I`m comin up
Pack a strap for roughin up
Don`t you think of runnin up
(This is the music, so just use it to your benefit
Shit don`t hit the Fam, my man, unless I stand in it
(So duck) what? (your face will get bucked up huh)
You`ve never been roughed up
(But I think it`s up something)
All about income, so run your funds
Yo, we ain`t the ones
(We are your friend with the nines)
Cos I get slick
(An` I get tough)
And we get rough
(So we gotta get) ROUGH
(Enough`s enough, save the chatter
It don`t matter
Knocked your grill and left, Fam
Cause I`m a grand slam batter)
Who, when, why? What the fuck`s up?
Give it up for the rugged rough
{And we them same guys
That snuffed guys on the last cut}
Chorus-X4
Get up, stand up
Chump, throw your hands up
[Fam (Diesel) - {Both}]
Guess what? (what?)
Hard Knuckles in the house
Swingin bolos at your heads
Knockin teethes out your mouth
Hey kids, what`s that sound?
Razkals got it goin
The word`s around the town
Eat a dick, lick quick
Like the chick, who`s next to get hit
With a pile of thick shit
(Jump jump in), Jump jump out
(Are you ready for the Razkals), cos we in the house
(What?), nigga what?
(What?), nigga what?
(Like I told you before
We kick a limp with our strut)
{Don`t ask why, who`s that guy
Standin in the corner wid the puffy black eye
(Come, come around)
Tryin to see what`s goin down
(If you wanna be found)
Lay around (Ill Town)
(What, wha, wha, wha, what)
Nigga, I don`t wanna talk
Best to go for yourz
Or have your body lined in chalk
Chorus-X4
[Fam (Diesel)]
It aint` easy being greasy
It`s like greasy, that ain`t easy
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When a sleazy hoe please me
(I used to swing a thing
Now swingin shit harder to deal with it
Take the bass to your face
And make sure a nigga feelin it
(Peel it, reveal it)
The skill, can I get ill with it?
(Yes, you can, if you`re really fuckin feelin it)
I split your tongue with my fist
If you swung and you missed
Like I told you before
My 10 knuckles don`t miss
When I`m pissed
(Who could it be
But the Diesel MC
Used to try to down my style
Now you`re tryin to sound like me)
I got the knack to rip a track
(Just place your bat)
Leave you with some shoulders in the ass crack, Jack
(So you gotta), hit hard
(Hold your door), or get scarred
(Posse full of vic`s
Straight niggas from the jail yard)
[Fam]
Nigga push that shit
Push it, push it, nigga
Yeah, yeah
Chorus-X4
