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[ Frost ]Hm-hm-hm-he-he-he-ha-ha-ha-haYeahCheck it outHa-ha-haN2DeepLatino Velvet cliquaFrostD.B.A.From the Bay to L.A.From the Northpole all the way to the muthafuckin SouthpoleThis is how we roll[ Frost ]Oh-oh, I`m back in this bitch, babyWith a new steelo and a brand new rideNo matter where you from, throw it up, represent yo sidePeep out the dum-didi, it`s me and BoskoliniRollin down the street with them nickel-plated chrome niniAbout to hook up with my partners from the LleyoSit down at the table, figure ways to stack the mailJust another classic tale of a man and his moneyCause you gotta have a con in this land of milk and honey[ Baby Beesh ]Well, I don`t know about y`all, but mayn, I knows about moiI keep a deep repertoire and keep some dank in my jarThe coldest Latin to ball, the mack handles the lawI spend a g at the mall and give your breezy a callAnd mayn I calls it how I see em from my hustler mausoleumFrom the West coast to the East coast, from the AM to the PMWhat`s really.. laced up from the waist up, never see me goin bancruptWake up and break up a bud so I can blaze up[ CHORUS: Baby Beesh ]That`s just the way we get down, we serve it up by the poundWe stack g`s and we clown and if you see us aroundSay what`s up, partner, I`ma give you some dapBecause we puttin this West coast back on the map[ Jay Tee ]Now please believe it when I tell ya, uncut coke is what I sell yaEven if ya out of town that good game should never fail yaCall me yankee, bread stackin, boss mackinGot a superbad up in the Cadillac andYou know I pop that con hella quick to herYou know before I`m gone I sold that dick to herI like ya just like I liked my last bitchJay Tee is who I`m doin business as, biatch[ Bosko ]Slippin ??? hypnosis pull Testarossas out your nanaPiranha, ferocious, put the chains on herFor green guys the mean thighs and d-sizeI need my batter till my bread start to riseTellin true lies and extort for sportGot contempt for court, `biatch` - Too $hortPimp with force like Vader and never paid her a nickelMouthpiece that have you fuckin for pickles[ CHORUS ][ Cool Nutz ]Pure bread, posted with a bottle and some bomb headSmoked a broad out and turned the broad outPimpin ain`t dead, the broads is just scaredBeat your heels on the track, increase the sackBe a trendbroker, from the womb, fuck the smokersThe tender chose up and the bread rose upI was born to rap, secondary to this shitIf the music don`t work, I retire, then pimpBig work, strip club dancin escortYou was perked off the E, dowsed in HennessyFuck your simp tendencies, we bring street remediesD boys and pimps took flight with Vegas stripsBurned vogues on the turf, screech and peel offCheck my trap money, get scratch and roll offBe a boss, get the fetti at all costRecognize the game, get scrill and then floss

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