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Conditioner (feat. Snoop Dogg)

{Know what I'm sayin'?

Tired of takin' motherfuckin' bullets for niggas and shit

Know what I'm sayin'?

Catchin' 45s, being chased by the government, shit like that

Bitches you know, mindscapin', tryin' to set a nigga up

Know what I'm sayin'?

Tired of takin' motherfucking bullets for niggas and shit

Know what I'm sayin'?

Catchin' 45s, being chased by the government, shit like that

Bitches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up

Know what I'm sayin'?MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateurYeah, yeah

Wu-Tang clan

Big Snoop d O double G

Somethin' for the 2000Your Mama name Peter, Papa name Cita

Fuck that nigga, when it come to the heater

Be the elevator, pussy eater

Too desperator, got shot, a hibernator

Hit a nigga later, he got to vacate 'em

Old dirty corporata, splash, I'm up on the punanny flash

Bad gas, Macintosh, the light is red

Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated

For 29 years, no educated

High caded, 'cuz you kept it checkmated

What a waste, I'm up in yo' face like what

All you niggas I'm puttin' you in your placeMC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateurMr. No-meaner, pussy ho-beater

I keep fo' heaters when I'm dippin' with my vita

Suckers they wanna beat us, join us but we don't need 'em

Pump 'em and defeat 'em, dump 'em, and delete 'em

This negro right here pimps hoes

I smoke so much dope I have ya bloody at the nose

Since my buddy at these hoes wit a bud like a rose

It just so happens I'm the nigga that she chose

I flows above the rest, mos' def'

Got you shakin' yo' ass, and you throwin' up yo' setWhatever you do, you keepin' it true

Big Dogg and ODB, I thought you knew

Ooh, the Wu, is back up in this motherfucker

Ooh, and Snoop, is burnin' rubber on these truckers

It's a dog day afternoon

The clan go bang and the bang go boom

How you love it, how you like it and how you get it?

Do that damn thing and quit bullshittin' wit itMC conditioner, you could never say this boy is a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur

MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateurYeah, yeahYeah, pump that shit, testin'

Check, 1, 2, yes, yes, yes

Yes, yes y'all, to my niggas y'all

To my click y'all, you can't quit y'all

Wu-Tang bangin' that dope shit y'all

That make you wanna roll up and smoke shit y'all

To the beat y'all, you can't sleep y'all

On my flow y'all niggas don't know y'allYou see my style calm but wild

You witness the rhyme, nothin' but dimes

The eightball murder verse, freestyle or rehearsed

I wreck MC's whether I'm last or first

What, what, what, what, hazardous dart

Visual long forgotten art

That fell apart, 'til the blood ran from the heart

Pump through the street, razor make re-break beats

Packed seats, rapid fire raps at off track meets

And an arm tank, high rank, heavy metal shank

Blow 'em off the plank when they ships approach the bankWu niggas rollin', throwin' the first rap slogan

Heroes of Hogan, shot up the military clothin'

Quickly blow up, rolled up in rappers like pennies

My brother stack tracks on the behalf of many

With the wisdom, power of, science from experts

Self applyin', that put giants in the network

The compact disc and televised live cults

Will multiply our strength, on a worldwide note

Yes, what, whatYes, yes y'all, you don't stop

You keep on, 'til the break of dawn

Ah yes, yes y'all, you don't stop

Ah Wu-Tang known to make your body rock

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