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Crashdog - A Lil Sumthing lyrics
Verse One: El the Sensai
 Take steps on the mission with the H2O addition 
 Artifacts, nigga listen, on the track we never slippin 
 Bust a busta plus him leavin niggaz in my dust 
 Pack a marker in my tu to hit the path or the bus 
 Straight from New Jeru, it's the nigga MC El 
 Kick it swell, so tell, the boys so they be jeal 
 Hit your ass across the chamber cuz you got a glass jaw 
 Baby Pah, I get raw, the best you ever saw 
 Crews get dissed, with my lyrical fitness 
 I bruise with my News, so be the Eyewitness 
 I kicked it, to rip this, to be the mag-nificent 
 Prolific get specific, the groove is mad isn't it 
 MC El I'm out to the left motherfucker 
 I got the groovin sound if you wanna get down 
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I put you down if you wanna get down (4X)
Verse Two: DL
 Get down on it 
 Yo, it's the nigga with some ruffness 
 Ahh, and then I bust you with some tough... 
 shit that I kick, when it spills from the grill 
 Strapped with Artifacts on the track and Raquel 
 From the Y-O, and you know we gets HIGH-YO 
 So r-i-i-i-i-iiiight 
 Don't try to press it kid, you know DL 
 is not having it, word to life you get stitched 
 Too bitch to get down, represent and bring in a gun 
 Pops the trunk if it's beef that make up 
 Everything is real, I feel what's real 
 Now a nigga's packin steel and I won't guard my grill 
 So watch what you say when you come around my way 
 And if you're scared say you're scared 
 "But don't be afraid" 
 Quiet as kept, Strong Isle 
 I vic em and I stick em 
 A bitch ass nigga til he bleeds to death 
 And let the fans donate what's left 
 of the body, I gotta thank George and Koty 
 Who rests in the fly where it's live and happening 
 And niggaz definitely be strapping 
Verse Three: Raquel
 Still slow, while currents be driftin on a memory 
 Just to get down from uptown, I'm with whatever goes down 
 So add it up and count me in 
 I'm in for the wins fuck a trend light it up and put one in 
 Spark it up like a rocket, action packed like a Sock-It Crashdog - A Lil Sumthing - http://motolyrics.com/crashdog/a-lil-sumthing-lyrics.html
 Fuck a card I'm pullin motherfuckin pockets 
 So stand back, be on guard, it's survival 
 of the fittest and I plan to pull charge 
 I keep a tight grip on the trigger, chickenhead try to figure 
 I won't pull the trigger, cuz I'm not a nigga 
 Aiyyo, it's Raquel from the Y-O 
 You know we gets high yo 
 If I said I didn't I don't lie yo 
 Voice arrest me like me niggaz Black and Vespy 
 Ain't got no change so don't motherfuckin ask me 
 Word to life I get biz like a one-step mic check 
 Raquel kicks the grip on the black tip 
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Verse Four: Tame One
 The New Jerusalem hoodlum droppin tunes on niggaz soon 
 The nappy ass Newark nigga smokin bigger badder boom 
 Flex Mad like Cobra, I'm the right one like soda 
 With red eyes, I'm teachin Jedis, like I was Yoda 
 I'm too daisy crazy with my penis as a bonus 
 Keep my fro combless sag my pants like I'm homeless 
 The city of Bricks, from where I get, fuck the rumors 
 Do damage like a tumor, walk through asses in my Pumas 
 Dyslexic, I wreck shit, words flip when I read em like 
 check mic two One Tame redrums all CM's 
 The Pack Pistol Posse gonna watch me play Chachi 
 I'm flippin on some ill shit, H2O spot me 
 Raquel, MC El, Tame Taste and DL 
 If we do well, no more shorts on the weed sales 
 I pop the top off, put dumb bitches on knock off 
 The Notty top pops a darker marker gettin props off 
Verse Five: Taste
 Yo click click bang bang, bustin niggaz thang thang 
 Do the locomation as if you was on the A-Train 
 Too hard to handle with a grip on the handle 
 Pump squeeze quick to burn a nigga like a candle 
 dad, so one two, mic check 
 I ring bells in eardrums from suburbs to projects 
 Word, you better ask somebody nigga 
 Bringin it on with Raquel from the wigga, Y-O 
 Tame, El the Sensai go way back 
 Like Mockneck and Sergio Vallente 
 Can't forget Kurious, with the serious 
 Uptown Mob, to get the job done 
 Turn a forty flat to the head, Artifacts in 
 the corner, gettin massive red, off the fat sacks 
 Straight from the burrows 
 Play ya like Annie, until tomorrow 
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