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Do The Math
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These n***s trying to come up off me... yeah right. f*** 'em! you know who you are! and don't get it twisted. I run this city on the music tip.
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Platinum Plus Productions Hiphop/Rap Songs, Beats & Instrumentals 1-706-682-9063
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Spoken Word
Charts
#2,359 in subgenre Peak #6
Charts
Peak #965
Author
Lil' Dee,
Rights
Platinum Plus Productions, Inc.
Uploaded
October 27, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 10.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I can't take the lies no more.
Lyrics
(Chorus) add it up nigga add it up and do the math yall slow mo like the matrix and you aint getting cash add it up nigga add it up and do the math you ain't on my level homie how dare you compare (verses) i done heard what you talkin but you ain't saying shit my nigga keep on walking till you wear out yo kicks i'm too fresh like produce apply pressure like a masseuse theres no truce motherfuck yo white flag you fag I don't fuck with loose ends they get snagged then unravel like cheap clothes with bootleg tags Nah nigga I'm high dollar stay poppin collars I'll holla 5'3 but i still stand taller than yo hood yo block them rappers that you talk about them niggas ain't coming out bitter like they sauerkraut and I'ma sprout like that beanstalk in that fairy tale grab the golden goose make her shake her tail feathers I deliver it like letters nobody does it better whether or not you wanna hear it get yo shit together How clever can one nigga be hmmm? lets see I done flooded these streets with plenty rhymes and plenty beats you gone respect my hustle yall niggas can't compete a 100 hundred eyes combined and yall still ain't seeing dee shit i'm grinding solo yall need to be ashamed cause if you all pushed together still could'nt move me man yall lame with no game like a white boy from yale let me educate yo ass come against me you fail I'm the teacher you the student what i say don't dispute it I'm handing out f's cause all yall bastards stupid abuse the music like them stepfather movies In they rhymes they wanna do me Real life they afraid they'll write your name on a wall you will get sprayed pull the pen write this verse then i'm throwing the grenade I don't like haters but they seem to like me old penny pinchin niggas always tryin to ride for free can't stand on they own two feet they too weak lying talking bout they push big birds likes sesame street I stopped counting when I sold 6000 of them thangs ran through it quick like cocaine was in my veins I'm a rap junkie on a campaign catch me on corner spittin flames stay collecting that change like a bank teller man no losses all gain I'm trying to move this product out on freight trains choo choo motherfucker you can hold your breath till you blue but it don't matter cause a nigga still comin through You grind hard? that means i must grind harder and if that ain't the case then I must rap smarter cause I'm slangin these cds burn mo shit than indians in teepees moving on up like george jefferson and wheezy no time to take it easy fo sheezy my neezy pull yo breezy cause she all up on this game she gone try to please me and thats the way it go my nigga shit act like you know and do the math
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