Tom: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Okay,
DJ Shadow
Fair game, Federation
Verse 2
Okay, okay, okay
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What it do
You know we go
So if you hate, you fake, we all be from
On top of the bus, know way too much
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The li'l homies hella
hyphy, turf dancing
We gon' stomp your car,
we don't care who you are
On the hood of this straight
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turf dancing
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We don't listen, don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen, don't
listen (dot car)
We don't listen,
don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen, don't listen
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Coked up Tonto, something like Roscoe
Verse 3
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Hygiene, low maintenance,
calling ghost, snot- nose
Growin' hyphy, see it in
my two step
Throwin' at my crew, sick,
yeah I get the 'boose wet
Duck duck, goose up easy, gawd
Somewhere in V- Town,
representin' deep down
For sale, clean buckin', five shares
Fuck it, big muskets,
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hundred rounds on the Techs
Yeah, I do, not much
Pot on my face, the 9- 9 kush
On my grind, I make a hoe wise up
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I can't sell crack no mo, I get it thighs up
on my solo?
I'm fucking wit' my dick,
sitting here like
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Trapped in a man's body,
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fair to the end, fuck whips
Verse 4
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What it do You know we
go
So if you hate, you fake, we all be from
On top of the bus, know way too much
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The li'l homies hella hyphy, turf dancing
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We gon' stomp your car,
we don't care who you are
On the hood of this straight turf dancing
We don't listen, don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen,
don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen, don't listen (dot car)
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We don't listen, don't listen (dot car)
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Hit the brake then I hit the gas
Verse 5
I'm a asshole nigga like Damon Dash
Li'l homies ain't cool,
they'll tear up the place
All I gotta do is point and they'll
take your face
You new to bitches,
I been having whores
You're just mad cause my
girl look cuter than yours
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Be easy, bitch I'm a star
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Ign'ant, stomp out your
I'm early, dudes is late
Fuck my ex, she go to Sacramento State
Get money, buy me some anchors
Hella rich still driving a scraper
16s, you ain't got 'em like these
I'mma put Fairfield on MTV
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Talk shit, sag my pants
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And watch my li'l homies do the
dummy turf dance
Verse 6
You know we go
So if you hate, you fake, we all be from
On top of the bus, know way too much
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The li'l homies hella
hyphy, turf dancing
We gon' stomp your car,
we don't care who you are
On the hood of this straight
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turf dancing
We don't listen,
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don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen,
don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen, don't listen (dot car)
We don't listen, don't
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listen (dot car)
Verse 7
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You see it, the Animaniaks, creators
of this turf dancing movement
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Now what we want y'all to do is
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Do the hood shake, do the hood shake
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Hit the drop, hit the drop
Verse 8
let your body pop
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Runnin' and runnin' in the circles,
no rehearsal
I'm goin' dummy with
the wheels like a gerbil
Doon Koon ghost ridin' the whip
She's shaking her ass and ghost
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riding my dick
I'm scrapin' and scrapin'
up the block like I'm Indy
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500 for a zip,
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I think that's plenty
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Stunna shades like the CHP
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And yeah I'm rockin' bitches
Fairfield gon' wild like caucasians on TV
I'm going stupid like T.H.I.Z.Z
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What it do, I'm a 7- 0 savage
Let us in the door before we
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get real tragic
Scrapin' through Davis,
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I'm one with the pavement
360 hustle, mayne,
that's how my days be
Federation, DJ Shadow overseas wit' it
S'il vous plaît on the turf
straight giggin' wit' it
Verse 9
And it just ain't gon' stop
Northern Cali, you feel me
Turf dancing at its best
We feel you Techs up out there, mayne
Do y'all thing, mayne
Oh I go stupid like that?
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