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Feel da vybe (byo beats) - byo beats

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Y'know? General, general, word out Yeah, aiyyo man, you poppin' fuckers (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) It's just rules with beats, you clown niggas can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the East Takin' over the block, from the gate now (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) Aiyyo, it's just rules with beats, you clown niggas can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the East Takin' over the block, you can't fuck with the block (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) Aiyyo, I stay funky and piley, blue Excelero They lookin' for me, what the fuck you behind me for? Stressin' everythin' I breathe on, I'm from the boulevard Where niggas get jacked and peed on Whatever homey, we more lavish I might sneak you in the crib, see my lasers and glasses Try to get my come up on, yo and when you see me You know I got my come up arm on Cartier called me up, robbery here We got your seed in the back of the Beemer starvin' We like lion killers, catch me on stage with the gauge In my right hand, grenade and this leather bomber I scout money, you know we hungry and talk funny Coughin' out corner rappers, don't never walk up on me I write with only insane Malkovich (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) My troops gave me money to clown with them, fuck it My first gun was a .32, back before uh Graduated to the .38, maybe a nine I prefer the fo' five, stay alive Techs held the crack gank in '88 8 oz. straight from Florida, the best temp Camouflage vest, reppin' the set Wu on the east wing, twenty-ten, sexy bad We up at Spain with that thing, thing, my crew strong We take no search for your party Dunn, you know how I run Spray places, cover faces, beat cases A big mouth will get your teeth knocked the fuck out Keep a nunchuk, take money, stay ninja (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) I injure, any motherfuckin' contender Hey bitch, your time's up, go finish them rhymes up All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is crimed up Niggas know where to find us, settin' the grind up Police checkin' them pies up, my rims are shined up Wu, we on the rise up, crops supplied up Plottin' niggas demise up, boxed in conduct Scratch we got 'em sized up and when the East is in the house (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) You, you, you, you, you It's just rules with beats, you clown niggas can't rule the streets We set shop, Wu-Tang, we rule the East Takin' over the block, from the gate now (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) On the side of the projects, gray skully, bubble 'Lo goose Mac 11 tucked in front of the belly Prestigious moves, we killin' 'em, hoes we drillin' 'em We like George Foreman out in the streets, we grillin' 'em In the van, .45's and dilly's, ready to slam it House arrest box is goin' off, Tony got grams Gotta bath tub full of white, lay in it like Sam Montana (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) Tune 'em out, to blow out, chop 'em like fans This is boulevard hard, loungin' in your black car Camouflage rat guard on 'Stomp the Yard' I N S spit monster bars, flip long regards My click dons bitch, y'all are frauds I get it in like Tim off the glass Slammin' my name, I'm like the prez, sendin' men off to blast What I spit, make 'em spend all their cash I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't ripped off the tags (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) Put my Clan in da front, reunite 'em Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't invite 'em No beef, less talk and more action We parole as a whole, we'll send you back in fractions Break through fanatic, low crates deep in attics The Abbott pulled out a .45, looped with static I scrolled through the menu then rolled to the venue (You better watch your motherfuckin' mouth) The dress code is armor all, put a hole up in him
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