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So Many Wayz

One, one and a half

Two, two and a half

Three, three and a half

Uh, yeah

I'm like fries in a skillet, much too hot to hold

I'm strong and I'm handsome and black plus I'm bold

A mental case, sometimes stressin' but then I flip

Because you got to go crazy on Hollywood for your grip

And you know ain't no room in my mirror for your face

And if I got y'all confused like Rubik then state yo case

Yet creep show suckas keep tryin' to submerge mine

But I can hold my breath for a long time

I emerge with treasures and coins a thick sack

And your life ain't mine to take now kick back

'Cause if it don't make dollars sucka you know the poem

'Cause either you pimpin' this game or you just ho in

Now get up outta mine, nigga I'm the bomb

Droppin' heat on your homeboys and spreadin' like napalm

'Cause I got more styles than your car's got miles

And I got more styles than a hotel's got towels 'cause I kicks it in

So many wayz

(Uh huh and we can flip it in)

So many wayz

('Cause we can rock a party)

So many wayz

(Got bomb for everybody)

So many wayz

(Now baby can you feel it in)

So many wayz

('Cause you know we can deal it in)

So many wayz

(And I can make your body numb in)

So many wayz

('Cause you ain't never heard a nigga come)

So many wayz

(Ah hah, ah hah)

I'm chillin', mackin', stackin' up these ends

I gotta check and I gots no time for no friends

I bust a trick, make her bounce like a low-low

While I'm twisted off that bud countin' money at the mo-mo

No flow so, ain't no need to tell the po-po

Believe me bra' all the snitches get the fo-fo

Now here we come again with a brand new twist

On guard I rock the party like this

With so many ways to get paid, I hustle for days

The tenth of the month I get my government aid

And the used to be crooks, I'm puttin' money on they books

Cause Satan got busy and many souls got took

We shook up the world

I did it with my partner for his sons and my daughter

You don't have to be no baller to kick it with me

See, I stay real G, D forever feedin' all you punk hoes misery

So many wayz

(I can get busy)

So many wayz

(I gots to get the scrilly)

So many wayz

(We can have a Mardi-gras)

So many wayz

('Cause I can rock the party y'all)

So many wayz

(Tell me can ya feel it in)

So many wayz

(I gots to make the dividends)

So many wayz

(You know I keep it real in)

So many wayz

I was known for triple M shots and straight plottin'

But hitten 'em hoes had me wastin' up a knot

And all these figaros crow waitin' to get hot

Now it's cool you got your spot without that funky cock

And that dramatic experience, you and him went through

Ain't got nothin' to do with the K so keep cool little girl

This ain't no Hollywood play, girls who wear reps

And play them sucka games you play

Catch the red line metro rail, blaze a trail

I can feel you ain't real and I can tell

From meetin' different people figures to throats

Scandalous to the rich goodhearted to the broke

And these young and old folk they like to hear good music

If it's weak lose it but if it's bumpin' choose it

But don't abuse it and try to take it to the brain

If you do you'll be caught up in a strain

And be hangin' on my thang in

So many ways

(Now watch me put it down in)

So many ways

(You know I like to get my clown in)

So many ways

(We can flip the sound in)

So many ways

(K and d got it humpin' in)

So many ways

(You know you wanna bump it in)

So many ways

(We can have a Mardi-gras)

So many ways

(You know I rocks the party y'all)

So many ways

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

I walk three thousand miles for a taste of that gangsta shit

Messin' around with g-1 and the DJ Quik

Stick and move from east-west in vest like stocks

I went from pushin' Nikes to pushin' drops

Fuck around and go platinum quick, messin' with Quik

Nigga got hits like Swizz so watch your trick

See me playin' avirex and the Pepe's no shirt on

Your girl sweat me and I'ma hit it if she let me

Backsides bangin' hangin' all amazed

She get this dick in so many ways

Blow her back out then I mack out

Freak the keys to the lex

Or find me havin' sex in my nsx

I'm from the bx but we flex from east to west

So while you niggas coast-trippin' we'll be cashin' them checks

Peter gunz one of the most in-credible ones

G-1, Quik, we rolls thick and gets the job done in

So many wayz

('Cause I kick it in)

So many wayz

(You know that I can flip it in)

So many wayz

(And I can rock a party)

So many wayz

(I got bomb for everybody)

So many wayz

(Bring it from the Bronx in)

So many wayz

(From new York to Compton)

So many wayz

(We keep it pumpin')

So many wayz

(uh)

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

So many wayz, so many wayz

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