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It's Tek man niggas can't tell me shit

[Tek]
I do what I do, like I do for the hood
Pop tools, pop jewels burn backboard
Slay DJs who think they untouchable
Renegade, never been afraid, MCs get it too
The moral of the story is this
I used to say get off
But this time, suck my dick
I'm from BK, home of Big and Aaliyah
Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya

[Sean Price]
I guess I'm back where I started
Openin' up for Buckshot and just rappin' retarded

I hate the life that I'm livin'; I need it
Don't believe me, ask my wife and my children
See I'm back on the street, packin' the heat
Royalty checks equal to crack in the street
Niggas like, fuck crack, Ruck, rap to the beat
I'm like, All right I'll be back week: listen
From day one I had bad start
To eat, Moms stole meat out of Pathmark
I ain't playin'
I went from depraved in the street to blazin' heat
To blazin' heat to haze in street
Did a couple of months and came home
Thought about what I did
Did the same shit, I ain't come back home
Niggas like "Why you done that homes?"
"I don't know ..(shit..fuck)..I don't know"

[Buckshot]
The saga continues
The motherfuckin' drama continues
Buck brought bomb to ya interview
And blew the main topic
Whats up with Boot Camp Clik son?
They ain't knockin'
They ain't hot 'n' ain't droppin' the now topics
But listen nigga, this is how I pop shit
I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks
Every line leave you blind when the mind get lost
Rhymes are enforced with action
;Cause everybody looking like
Is they slackin? Are they back in? What's crackin?
Nigga, I'm hip hop like the backspinnin'
Never change the fact that I did it back then

[Steele]
Way before this all began
Back when I wasn't rappin', I was scrappin for ends
Stopped crime, started rhymin'
Knapsack and my Tims
Chart climbin', ya'll comp can get a gat to ya ribs
There's a thin between what I rep and I live
When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid
Don't let it get to the gun clappin' and shit
Plastic wrap, back smack you in the back of ya wig
I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib
Break ya wrist, never scratch, you never wreck it again
Take a risk, never steal from Steele and Tek again
Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on your chin
My dudes destine to win
Fuck ya thoughts
Wanna brawl dog my team love the sports
And so ya thinking I'm "The One" like Jet Li
Test me Steele will leave you resting

[Top Dog]
I can't take this
Blood boiling pressure rising
Open my eye's and we narrowed down to seven guys

And so you ask about the god D.O
I'm top notch, holdin' my spot, gun by my crotch
You think not I'm respected and feared around here
And so, I must prepared around here
You know everything that glitters ain't gold
You ho getting pimped by niggas you don't know
That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow
Windows low
I was taught by the best to do the one
And gain control of this game
And be sold not told
And So
I'mma rep for B-double-O-T C-A-M-P
Cause I'm Top D-O-G, number three
You know me from the O.G.C
That blow trees, fuckin' with them Cocoa B's
(We OGs) Fuckin' with them Cocoa B's ...

[Buckshot]
Fuck everything you been told
Shit like Buck ain't never went gold
He never have a platinum hit
He on that underground backpack rappin' shit

[Tek]
If you for real than you know the deal

[Steele]
I do or I die, and I never ran never will

[Sean Price]
And Sooo you still peepin' my words
Words that get niggas locked up in 73rd

[Top Dog]
You forgot who we are?
Have you lost all your respect for my squad ....?

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