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RZA | Drop Off
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Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I cant really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha ten
make sure he drops them shits off
Im on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, dont forget man!


I got niggaz on the block, block
niggaz with them gats, gats
Niggaz on the strip, strip
Puffin them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My niggaz got that Dutch, Dutch
niggaz got that black, black
Niggaz got a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
My team aint wit it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
Nigga front then we get at duke
Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
Im the poison and the antidote
Dont care if the bitch cute, we dont sex raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin a Becks boy
Shoppin in the best stores, Im the nigga to check for


Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin F-R-E
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin Bob Digi
or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil Frizzee baby



Bobby stop!
Bobby he cops is comin

(That shit is tight girl)
"hey you!"

(Fuck that mothafucka, you know how I do)





Up in the drop-top Boxter headin the opposite
direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
this bitch on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin a blunt, about to cum, and Im pinchin her cunt *girl moans*
Ninety miles per hour Im like "Fuck these punks!"
Its the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart motherfucker or stupid dunce?
Music blastin, she orgasm like a singer
Sweet, wet pussy got all over my fingers
Now Im sniffin my hand, all sippin the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and my dicks been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to fuck with plenty chips


He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and his dicks been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to fuck with plenty chips






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Drop Off
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Youll Never Know
Chi Kung
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Grits
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Muchas Letras © 2006