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    Regulate

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Royal Flush]
    It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way
    Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day
    The ennesex pull out the driveway
    Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case
    Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great
    Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight
    Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state
    You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match
    Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
    Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat
    Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back
    Party back to back, New York, where it's at
    Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin
    Let's have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine
    Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind
    Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad at what's mine
    It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked
    My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I'm gettin crazy cheddar
    Drivin rose, Bentleys and better
    The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever
    And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin
    Probably thinkin, I'm just a wise nigga drinkin
    [Chorus 2X]
    Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight
    No time to wait, make money and regulate
    [Mic Geronimo]
    While on the mailbox, sit and steamin
    Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
    Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine
    Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me
    My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions
    Wounds I couldn't slide, from when the bullets started blazin
    Awaken from concentration, started to skate
    My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes
    Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain
    Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train
    And play you, I see blues and cars are too
    Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news
    Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride
    Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side
    Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin
    Line cooperation, now to start activation
    Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin
    We break nation, flew back style afflatus
    I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin
    Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin
    Money for bubblin, from 95 thru recoverin
    My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin
    [Chorus 4X]
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