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Guess Who - Flappin' lyrics
Intro:
 Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy.
 Starange Wondah:
 Yes yeas y'all O.C.C. be double O be the best y'all
 E-Swift be always representing for the west y'all
 Let me feel up shortie with wide breast y'all
 It ain't no test y'all. Come on, break it down take it there
 We take it there, we about to take it up.
 Top Dawg:
 I'm pulling the evidence form all y'all fakin' ass residents
 Who claim that y'all community clam and come from heaven send
 You best to get out of my face with all that yappin'
 I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen
 I'm askin' you to gwan head with the Boot
 The y'all weeds good but the green weed no good
 Starange:
 Mad niggas wanted so I'm glad y'all could make it
 Starange freakin' with the flow even with my hair braided
 Yo I hate it, when fake MC's make believe
 To be the bomb on the mic and get over with mad G
 Now Fab 5 is like a household name
 On thee attack that was lead by Starange
 You know me chillin' with number 2 and the O.G.
 Hoes be on me like that glow on Obe Won Konobi
 Can't you see that wehn the storms on the shelf 
 We totally crush LP's (we don't need no one else)
 So ask who can you rn to bus you won't escape
 From no one Starange the Shogun you hate
 (Caboy boy caboy boy) O.G.C. we build or destroy
 Come again (caboy boy caboy boy) O.G.C. we either build or destroy
 Louieville:
 Do he dare think he will survive 
 Goin' against Ville Stluggah number 2 from Fab 5
 Originoo Gunn Clappa yeah batter originoo gunn stasher
 Tory if you didn't know end of story
 Part like land make way cause here come Louie
 Quiet riot gets rid of the fools quickly
 See it's thee, 3 dimensional beams guns apon yaGuess Who - Flappin' - http://motolyrics.com/guess-who/flappin-lyrics.html
 Storm watch watch clock if not yous a gonner
 I'd ratehr be meeting niggas in time and square 
 Cause what is rare and gettin' extinct is niggas with shit to share
 I see his face I see his feet
 I see the gun and bwoy you are gon dead
 With 2 beer gun shots to him head
 Leave the war behind you painted tin red
 Thee O.G. with smoke spliff to him dead
 It's your choice you best not forget it
 You better listen to the words I just said
 Cause me serious armaggedion afight
 And we be prepared and aware and on sight for the enemy
 (Where you gonna run to?)
 Too much flappin' pon streets need green
 Take it back to beat down a dope fiend
 Starange:
 Son I know what you mean cause shorties sill say that
 I know that ain't jack high off 8 black
 Louieville:
 Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct
 Starange:
 Sayin' where could he be cause I haven't seen him recent
 -ly, the MC from O.G.C. Mr. period S-T-R-A-N-to the G
 Got y'all niggas scarred y'all ain't prepared 
 For the business what's this?
 Louieville:
 Dismiss these niggas with the quickness
 Starange:
 Get your shortie wop cause I heard she had the thickness
 Louieville:
 Shifted trapped a flapper like John
 Crossing G.C.'s you fools are dead wrong
 So long boy voyage ghost be gone
 Those ? can't hand you up apon this channel
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