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Run D M C How D Ya Do It Dee

i'm neva gonna give it up (dpg {g}, c) Neva gonna give it up C'mon homies give it up (dpg {g}, c) I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it

, aight then [Masta Killa:] Just another spine chiller, U-G, RZA M-A-S-T, A-K-Illa, M-E-T-H, O-D gorilla, straight from the Killa Brownsvillah, do or

producer, me is loose off the claps ya see That keeps you boogie'n happily Voice ya opinion, it's the rhythm I'm lendin The message I'm sendin from London

get busy! I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?" It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew I'm ready to fuck

bitches come and kick it with me Weed smokers come and hit it with me Alkaholiks come and sip it with me Uh-huh - Alkaholiks come and hit it with me (

in the attic {?} hid it looking at it I'm a 'matic, nice to the fifth power son and I'm still at it I was about to flip power son 'til I saw a vision,

to do right and united the homeboyz Eastside rip ride When we dippin' ? ? We do it to ya in this side That's right That's' how we do it in the L-B-C