Okay, okay. Forty-five seconds. Very nice. And you did a good job, Li'I Bitch... I mean, Li'I Tic. My bad. Next up is my boy Bunny Rabbit. [Booing] Hey, nigga, talk all that shit if you want to, but I vouch for this motherfucker right here... he's a motherfucking genius. Dig that shit. Forty-five seconds, Rabbit. D.J., kick it.
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[Rap] Word up, son, word Yeah. To all the killers and hundred dollar billers Fellas For real n... as Who ain't got no feelin's Check it out now I got you stuck off the realness We be the infamous You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers The Mobb comes equipped for warfare Beware of my crime family who got enough shots to share For all those who want to profile and pose Rock you in your face Stab your brain with your nosebone You all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin' And keep them shook crews runnin'like they suppose to They come around but they never come close to I can see it inside your face You're in the wrong place Cowards like you just get their whole body laced up with bullet holes and such Speak the wrong words, man and you will get touched You can put your whole army against my team I guarantee it'll be your very last time breathin' Your simple words just don't move me You're minor, we're major You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player Don't make me have to call your name out Your crew's featherweight My gunshots will make you levitate I'm only 19 but my mind is old When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Another n... a deceased Another story gets told It ain't nothin'really Hey, yo, son spark that Phillie So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked n... s Why they still alive I don't know, go figure [Knocking] Hold on a minute! I couldn't choose a better location When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation Getting closer to God in a tight situation Now, take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Son they shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks [Man] What the fuck.! Hold on a fuckin' minute! 'Cause there ain't no thing as halfway crooks Scared to death And scared to look Livin'the life that of diamonds and guns There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones Shook ones [Rap Beat] [Chattering] [Panting]
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Come on. Yo! Can I get some fuckin' privacy here, man? All right. Come on, man, come on. Why? Yo, my bad, man. Look, if something's going to happen with this shit, it needs to happen now. Hey, man, I feel you. I know exactly what you're talking about. All right, come on, man. How you feelin'? I feel good. You feel good? Yeah. I'm ready. You sure?
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Tails. Choose. You first. - Show. - Li'I Tic, set it off. D.J., 45 seconds. Spin that shit.
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All right, all right. Enough of the fanfare. Call it... heads or tails. Heads.
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She's gonna need the car if she's pregnant.
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Hey, Manny! Thanks.
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Baby, are y-you stayin' here for a while or what?
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I can't let Greg find out about this.
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[Rap On Car Stereo] Okay, baby. I want you to go inside. I want you to lock the door, okay? Listen to me. Go inside, lock the door. I'll be in in a minute, okay? Okay. Okay. Go. [Car Doors Slamming] Go!
Come here. Get the fuck up there. Stop it! Fight me, you punk-ass bitch! - What the fuck you gonna do? - [Grunts, Groans]
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Hey. Hey, what's up, "B"? - You wanna fuck with us, bitch? - Shut your bitch-ass up. - [Yelling] - Get off my man!
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Where's your car? I left it with Janeane.
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[Unzipping]
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Take the wheel, man. Come on, Jimmy. Come on, man. Take the gas. You got the gas. Man, come on, Rabbit. [D.J. Iz] Hey, Rabbit, get back in the car, man. Hit the bus.! Hit the bus.! Hit the bus.! - Ooh! - Oh, no! - No.! Don't do that.!