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[Obie Trice] We run this shit, fo-five on the hip Been ridin´ for Shady.... [Cashis] Cashis ´n´ O, Shady Records The dream team... [Verse 1 - Cashis] Sittin´ in the back of the, all gray Accura Gun to the passenger, for acting tough Scatter wheel in the passin, Harder than assasin Plus I´m on the draw-down, quick as fuck, Last move ´fore I give all street shit up Put a nigga in the ground, face down, feet up This nigga here tried to cuff me for my Re-Up When I went to his crib he called police up Now you on your way to being pimp paplega For sending messages through bitches like, ´You gon´ see us´ Shady! Cash, king of the dope-fiends, plus Can move a square mile by blocks ´till I´m creamed up Take the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol and use it As ammunition on the niggas that hit, fam I got to war on the regular, man Cause I´m part of the dream team, you a regular man Force rap, I don´t see no competitors, and You see things like me, when my metal run hand I´m a state case boy with a federal plan And huntin´ them beats, beatin´ the shit out skinheads I´m the spirit of a G, bringin´ lyrics to the street I´m Cashis, a real dope boy on the beat Slumped in the seat, tucked, clutchin´ the heat Basically, you niggas can´t fuck with me [Chorus - Cashis] We run this shit, fo´-five on the hip, ´Bout to ride for Shady Y´all niggas ain´t hard, y´all niggas ain´t real Y´all niggas ain´t crazy Bring it on if you want, you don´t know the homicides That I´ve done lately We run this shit, fo´-five on the hip ´Bout to ride for Shady [Verse 2 - Obie Trice] Yeah, Trice is back on the Alchy track With Cashis, capitalising on this mic, in fact We fuckin´ with the captain of rap, my nigga with the Nike cap Keep the cottonoid in quite exact So I´m luring you cats into the second class act Where maturing´s the number uno asset, as yet Who´s the pastor, driver, O. Trice The flow to die for and death blow survive I echo through your external vibe With internal experiences I´ve acquired I´m probably the most honest Hip-Hopper alive A victim, depicting images from my own eyes Never livin´ through holmes, why Homie got his own set of stand-up cahoonas, stand-up guy It´s Cashis, O. Tri´, rappers we blow by This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie (nigga!) [Chorus - Obie Trice] [Chorus - Cashis]

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