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and keep it comin [Chorus: singer {Heavy D}] Aww Heavy (aww Heavy) {I hear you talkin baby} Keep on comin {I keep it comin ma, I keep it comin mami}
tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. be irate Just try to keep him in a cage but some how he keep escapin' That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Island
it down south (lets go) Lets take it down south (lets go) yayo, ross this is D- Block this is D- Block this is D- Block this is D- Block Lets
can't handle it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport
the check Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin' I'm sayin' give it here and don't say nuthin' Yeah, it ain't nothin' like I rush I get, in
XXX'd) Midwest (Get XXX'd) Down South (Get XXX'd) West Coast (Get XXX'd) East Coast (Get XXX'd) Midwest (Get XXX'd) Down South (Get XXX'd) Finally, when it
Who mind ready, for this big dog who hold a nine steady I'm John Blazin' when you see the arms razin' Shit crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than
it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when
Gangsta Desciples and the Vice Lords have teamed up We gonna fuck the motherfuckin clubs up The fuckin Liquids, know what I'm sayin The D and D the
out the shop. It might be apa, it might be brandy, nine coats of clear, i got that wet ass candy. Comin out the salt, since '93. D-O-N the K-E-K-E. Niggas
fixin to rain and Im comin through and Im steady sittin sideways my way, have to do it Friday Im comin, Im comin aint gone lie, say Im comin grill witha
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
paint when it flips it has to draw attention Not to mention, tha high performance, motor chrome up in it The major beat that gone here it from like
day R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until It ain't no stopping this movement, you lose on the real Cause we keeping it trill, that's from ashes to dust We
Louch gotta eat, ends gotta meet The hard shit you kickin' 'bout is on beat as Tweet This is Theodore, D-Block, the year adore It's son who fall, with
m talkin' 'bout (I-I-I-I'm) Everybody wanna mother*** know why I Dress so fly, sit so high ***, I do it for the hood *** *** *** I do it 'cause I could
, keep your head up, and then gear up Heavy' is in the funk, the Boyz in the back will fold the rear up MC's in my path I'ma steadily pounce Heavy D's
