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New Kids On The Block Call It What You Want

he got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get you clapped

he got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get you clapped

... they want me dead up in Denver... New York, L.A., they want me dead... they want me dead on the east coast... down south they want me dead... they want

when I do shrooms you all better give me two rooms Cause I'm fuckin the first one up So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars Cause you

Sticks and humidors That's what I call mature That's what I call a g That's what I call a pimp That's what I call a gangsta To the fullest, shit I try

to, the cops gon' bust you" I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered if God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the block and looked at us,

me you gon' stack, promise me you gon' ball Promise me you'll invest three fourths of it all For what? So your kids, kids, kids can have some cheese Can

mad wreck I raise heck, no raise hell, you plays back, your tape's ill Show me just exactly what it is you want, I give you what we got We got flow, we

when I'm on the phone, you know I want to be home Cause that's the one and only spot where I really belong You know our love, called you the preachers