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We Got This Locked Lyricsby Joe Budden Buy album CD: Other Songs NOT - W (featuring Stack Bundles) [Joe Budden] Nah mean, fuck niggaz (Joey!) King of New Jersey (It's, it's) It's what? (It's that On Top...) Still talkin that shit...(We got this locked, it's in the pocket) Niggaz be cheatin and shit with their little bullshit 16's (We got this Locked, it's in the pocket....Jerze!) ...I'm cheatin' too, fuck it (Hold up...) Aiyo forreal chief, go ahead, get up out my grill piece 'fore you hear the gat hollerin' when I shoot the steel piece Battle emcee? That's a small thang (Why?) I'm like a christmas tree I just stand there...and let my balls hang (Nigga!) A few hatin' niggaz want me in a cell y'all (Oh!) Far as these rap niggaz go, I never felt y'all Here's what I'ma tell y'all (Tell 'em what nigga?) I'm Randy Johnson, I ain't from New York, but I'ma help y'all Help with the game, lock this in a noose (Nahhh!) That nigga's a faggot, I don't rock with dude Here's what the glock'll do (It'll...) It'll have your 5 senses all chopped -n- screwed Soon as it cock and shoot (With!) Ice, Chanel, Girbauds, pipin' out their cars (Oh!) Captain Planet niggaz, recyclin' their bars (But!) Niggaz got ice in the hood don't wear it With the snub on some Ying Yang shit, you won't hear it (Nigga!) [Stack Bundles] Yo...listen I got an explanation for my mouth... I ain't been shot yet (Nahhh) Swolderin' fever, and y'all ain't get hot yet Brand new Geneva that I ain't get rocked yet (Uh huh) I'm still on the corner, I ain't sail on a yacht yet (Forreal) So my hunger is different from what you expect I'm morally extortin' niggaz, I'ma take my respect See they love to see you twisted (So?) So the plan is, drop Laurel record, take niggaz bitches (Right) It's a man's world, these niggaz is bitches (Right) I'm robbin' rap's piggy bank, hand over the riches (Schieeeet!) They say stars are born and not made Chain of command, stripes are earned, they're not gave Number one loyal to the 48th laid Outshine the master and I'ma hang 'em like a slave (Schieeeet!) The brave deserve awards Say my name, you supposed to get shot You worked hard for yours....EHHHHH!
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