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[Kleptomaniac] Why niggaz wanna clock me? like that dance called the chachi Don't they know I break [bad word] into parts like Rocky Part I, part II, part III, niggaz can't [bad word] with me My style's knock-kneed plum crazy (what?) Who's that wild [bad word] [bad word] catchin wreck Stickin Jamaicans for sound sets outside discoteques It's Klep the death specialist, Stallone and Stone [bad word] Stayin high representin for the nine-quint Ras bad guy, burns the house down like Left Eye Why try mimic? MC's get broke like speed limits (uhh) Niggaz can't [bad word] with my metaphors Canin MC's like they in Singapore; Klep been through more wards than Humphrey Shore, put together catchin leathers on the regular, got that net, push me round and Dread stressin a trick hoe, what the Dread won't know won't hurt Robbin his workers for they work; now, WHOSE TURF IS THIS? It's Klep's, the clothes wreckers' Life interceptor, [bad word] collector Got your [bad word] on my [bad word] and I ain't even stressin her Check enough  in her, my styles are regular Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique moves in like the senator Hook: Niggas say Oh my lord! [Notorious B.I.G.] Throw gats to *Guiliani* Flows tighter than [bad word] punani, try me, die Dangerous, since my daddy bust me out the tip of his [bad word]  Biggie Smalls with the wickedest [bad word] Spit clips, niggaz split like bananas Flavour like Tropicana; orange, mango, peach I strangle each -- negro for they dough Niggaz get to bendin, got two cases, one pendin 560 V-12 engine, women spinnin in 9-2-9 Mazda's, Tammy and Natasha The menage-a-trois around my waist like Ill and Al Skratch smokin 50 sacks in the back of Ac's Windows cracked, so sit back relax Yo Vec, [bad word] the hash, the Beretta's in the stash Hook: repeat 4X [Kleptomaniac] What you doin with yourself?Stone heart's the way to wealth Indecisive thoughts make sentences get dealt Money makes the world go round, robbin [bad word] [bad word] a job [bad word]  niggaz want cribs, bricks and spliffs All-wheel automobiles, traction control for clay roads, rollin with dough, kickin game on the cel with [bad word] on hold, that's how we roll (uhh) Rhymes got tight as [bad word] so to the bank I stroll (uhh) Money on my mind, open lips from my eyes reveal pupils shaped like dollar signs -- [Notorious B.I.G.] -- the world is mine! Niggaz frontin, feelin twelve gauge pellets BIG is repellant, to all that He say, she say We [bad word] roulette, [bad word] the threat Your whole crew's [bad word]  you and your co-signer [bad word]  we rollin in eight and a halfs, TV's in the dash Three G's in the stash, see we love the cash No coke, then get some more Hook [Kleptomaniac] Niggaz don't know bout my game, they don't know [bad word] it is, baggin [bad word] in GS 300 Lexuses and the  is for summer sports Passports for [bad word] transports to remote resorts [bad word] with Donna Karan Catwoman suits, matchin figure boots Haircut cute, on tops and garters like prostitutes My lyrics explicit Got [bad word] bringin they own condoms on the first visit [Notorious B.I.G.] If Biggie bring big bowls of beef backin [bad word] niggaz down, burners bring bundles of [bad word] thief, slash [bad word] chief, syndicated Went from 10 K, to 24 K and [bad word] hate it J.M. sedated, quarantined (uhh) BIG for President, buckin shots past the spleen 9 millimeter dream, Mac 11 nightmares Electric chairs, which MC's do you fear? Big Poppa, Junior M.A.F.I.A., nuff said Niggaz disrespect just are dead...
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