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Keep it thoro (9th wonder remix)

sinister laughter]

oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word
catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga
yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga

[Prodigy]
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducati's and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In Charge
And shit, live nigga rhymes artist
Pardon, P dub shines regardless
Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists
My advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice
'fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it
Loose niggas make the news when we start formin'
Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often
Doin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdiction
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real
I Keep It Thorough nigga
Yo let me back off on 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie
Tempermental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
You feel different, niggas see me
I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazy
A +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+
I'm no shorty, nigga I stop your glory
I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me
Avoid P, man take your baby mom's advice
I'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price
When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me
You just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens
You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy ass
And I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash
Bang this, cuz I gurantee that you bought it
Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus
I Keep It Thorough nigga

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sinister laughter]

oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word 
catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga 
yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga

[Prodigy] 
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills 
Peel on Ducati's and other four wheels 
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills 
Tour the album, only for more sales 
We used to catch those on the block with crills 
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills 
Sign dems only if the math is real 
If you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In Charge 
And shit, live nigga rhymes artist 
Pardon, P dub shines regardless 
Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists 
My advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice 
'fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it 
Loose niggas make the news when we start formin' 
Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often 
Doin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdiction 
Why niggas bullshit on the grill 
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real 
I Keep It Thorough nigga 
Yo let me back off on 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo 
Why niggas bullshit on the grill 
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real 
I gave birth to your whole style and feel 
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public 
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner 
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo 
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools 
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove 
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy 
Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie 
Tempermental, I snap quick, very touchy 
Ayo my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty 
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me 
You feel different, niggas see me 
I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazy 
A +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+ 
I'm no shorty, nigga I stop your glory 
I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me 
Avoid P, man take your baby mom's advice 
I'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price 
When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me 
You just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot me 
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me 
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens 
You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy ass 
And I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash 
Bang this, cuz I gurantee that you bought it 
Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus 
I Keep It Thorough nigga