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Erick Onasis
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Don't Get Gassed
Lyricist:Boxley James Henry Iii, Ridenhour Carlton Douglas, Sadler Eric T, Sermon Erick S
Def Squad, uh huh, check it
No more long roads, my time's up The rap game is bumper to bumper, I take a shortcut I do a 120 down the Deegan Fly past the cops, they like, he's speedin'
I'm in a two triple zero MB Flaunt it, 'til the gas tank's empty Yo, me and Redman take a detour Uptown, park in front of Branson's store
I see a couple of chickens upon the scene I roll down the window and I flash the greens I got my hand upon the steerin' wheel With the gangsta lean Watch and rings, doin' my thing, bling-bling
I'm out there sittin' on Lorenzo's Attractin', two, four, five or six hoes Uh, girls scream my name And the hype crazy, it wasn't me, it was the fame
E Dub, the rap sugar cane Your homeboy drove up, I give a fuck who came I'm off the hook like 27th street Between 11th and 12th, all by myself
Ayo, you think you holdin' it down Don't get gassed On the real you and your mans are clowns Don't get gassed
Ay, you think you flyer than me Don't get gassed I'm a legend, know somethin' I whoop your ass
Ay, you think you hold the crown Don't get gassed On the real you and your mans are clowns Don't get gassed
Ay, you think you flyer than me Don't get gassed I'm legend, know somethin' I whoop your ass
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Check it, who wanna go at it, buck for buck I come through like nigga, what? In a Brinks truck Blow it up like the Spanish cat in Dead Presidents Get the money, hand out gifts in your residence
From Snoop Dogg 'Bitch Please' King of New York, Christopher Walken on MC's I'm hard to please, excite me Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge
Heads first, face, thug and live Now that might get you a, 'Yo duke is ill' But that still ain't got shit to do with the skills
Uh, why you wanna go against me with no brains When I'm a big dude and you a buck and change Me, I got no time for playin' games If it can't ride upon the track then switch lanes
New game, watch how I rearrange the structure Here's a hundred grand, keep the change, you fucker I'm like the magazine, my flow is upscale My shit flourish and yours don't sale
On the other hand You're mad to def at SoundScan And left with a couple of fans
So what you and your man went gold Don't get gassed I got a couple of million sold Don't get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold Don't get gassed I'm a legend, know somethin' I whoop your ass
So what you and your man went gold I got a couple of million sold Don't get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold Don't get gassed I'm a legend, know somethin' I whoop your ass, yeah
Don't believe the hype
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