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KEAK DA SNEAK lyrics : "Love Da Kids"

[Keak Da Sneak]
Cuz I came, I came to rock the mic right
Step up in this mutha $#&@a and get %#@! hype

Keak Da Sneak baby is the name I use
'95 Monte Carlo is what I cruise
I paid dues the game owed me one

Originator of "fa sheezy" take this game and run
And don't come back til you blow this %#@! up
Don't think just drink til you finish the cup

I came here to get you lit
Get you a red boy top of bottle, not a red nose pit
Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere

Step in this rap game and spark %#@! like a flare
Way to cold at a younger age
It was everyday still in the car slangin yay

Hella years later still young in the game
I'm sharp as a Gillette razor with that Charlie Mac game


[Hook]
Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere
(*##$ don't act shy you in the presence of a player

When I grab my mic I'm the one man crew
Talkin bad bout me (*##$ you must be off ooh
When they heard Keak Da Sneak, Sneak came to town

Like Pac in his prime I be gettin around
On who? On you cuz this %#@! is real big
Know no laya in me cuz you know I love da kids


[Keak Da Sneak]
Dome shots to the face and all

And you can pray and pray for my downfall
This is destiny (*##$ you ^!$$%s in it to ball
Then get satisfied and let a ^!$$% run in ya draws

Straight for ya safe then ya manhood took
Left tankin and tinkin, stomache we can't look
You can't visualize some of the %#@! I seen

So if you ain't ready for this game mayn go on come clean
Do ya yadadameen, I invented that %#@!
So before you put it out there you better holla at a pimp

Cuz I'm takin %#@! personal, it's feelings with this
Head up or music (*##$ I be killin ya %#@!
And I can't sleep til I know that you hit

Feedback, a ^!$$% don't need in his mix
My usual fix, pound of Remy and a zip of light
Put hands and feet on yo $$# like a ^!$$% in a prize fight


[Hook]


[Keak Da Sneak]
And uhh no he ain't a Walnut gangsta
Yes I is, 2-4-7 on the block with anchor

Not in it for the small time, I gotta get mine
Playa hatin is a crime, you ^!$$%s way outta line
And I'm goin, goin, back, back to East Oakland

Ya dig, you know where it's at
Get em, getcha gotcha get em, hit em
Sicka bit em, the chee P-O, all in the do' nobody can $#&@ wit em

Bra Hef, Beanie, Dola Ike and Big Scoop
Look how long I waited, had patience for the loot
But we gone get there, I been at it since 1990

Went through hella fazes til I really just found me
Outsandin, and all my albums is poundin
I grown man outplayin intentional groundin

I been buildin Keak Da Sneak sine 9-8
For the group mayn a ^!$$% couldn't wait, what's my name


[Hook]

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