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Utwór: We up

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     Yeah, bout to get my head right on this one
  Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, uh-huh uh-huh
  Yeah
  Yeah!
  C'mon
  
  [Havoc]
  Hav' come through, slump low with the seat back
  With somethin in the stash to push a elephant bean back
  Shit, my shit is touchin, hungry hurry up need that
  Tryin to live right, only a juk for the relapse (yeah)
  Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't
  Go back to it like an old bitch I boned
  Nigga Havoc he a problem 'specially when he zoned
  Let a nigga get foul like the wool he smoked, so
  Smell me people, these clowns ain't equal to I
  Bitches feel me cause they love my vibe
  Know what a chick want, know what a chick need
  Recognize the difference from a male, and chicken feed
  I'm blessed that's why my neck is glistening
  You in a slump cause you not listening
  We hold our own and earn our keep
  And never ever get more than the one eye sleep
  
  [Prodigy]
  (We up!) Word man
  (We up!) I be havin nightmares son
  (We up!)
  (And I love it, and I love it)
  (We up!) I don't even wanna go to sleep no more
  (We up!) I be havin the illest dreams son
  (We up!) Tell you about this shit son
  (We up!) Yo (Everybody wake up!)
  
  I'm havin dreams of squeezin a gun that don't work
  And some nigga with a tec come and wet my shirt
  I catch bullets in my stomach, and them shits burn
  I wake up sweatin, holdin my stomach cause it hurt
  Yo the shit seem too real, I'm dyin of thirst
  I gotta drink mad water just to calm me down thirst
  'fore I get back to sleep, and get some rest
  Then I can't get back to sleep, I'm too stressed
  I got the shotty real close, right under my bed
  I know that work, cause I been practicin
  with my gauge at the range, nigga I'm nice wit it
  Nigga motherfuck them dreams, I'm real life wit it
  You'll be coughin up yo' spleen, guts an' all kinda shit
  You invade my space, I'm beatin the case
  Nigga come fuckin with me, yeah that's my kind of shit
  Please, or all of my guns'll be a waste
  
  [Havoc]
  (We up!) Yeah, I feel you my nigga
  (We up!) No doubt
  (We up!) That's why I'm glad we up man
  (And I love it, and I love it)
  (We up!) We got niggaz to do that shit for us y'know?
  (We up!) Word up man
  (We up!) That's right my nigga we up
  (We up!) (Everybody wake up!)
  

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