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Mr 3 2 It S Rough

that note ha It get strange and crazy sometimes, ha [Mr. 3-2] Shit I'm going through it, trying to deal with it It's a must I go get it, cause my pockets

'04 got my paper acts in me nigga I get my grind on, house 3 stairs had it for 2 years Still ain't satisfied that's how Scorpio's is Hot like hot fries

it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work

twenty room mansion, I rest my Timb's in Uhh, I feel it how ya shake it Rings in ya belly, I can't take it Toss up your Moet, money make it Last week

mac On our way to the NYC we drop game With round trip tickets, we kick it on stolen planes And for the things that we can do for ya'll One love to 2Pac, Mr

same time in the game ya can't touch this Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged

It's easy as 1, 2, 3, 4 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4 1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato

is it You know what time is it You know what time is it Check it, check it, check it out, yo I beg your pardon who's the one with the roughness? Super

last girl, it's time to dance. That crunk beat is cool, for sure it pound but DJ could you please slow it down. [Chorus:] Play another song for me turn it