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Verse One: Tash
I hang MC's with my noose, watch me get loose
The nigga flippin more styles than Snapple got juice
Cause I'm too hot to handle, got more soul in my pinky
Than a niggy pickin his afro and I left the skin not stinky
The freshest, yes it's, the rhymer with the bottle
Kickin it with my homie like Lamont do with Rollo
Live at the Apollo, they still couldn't do it
Cause even in New York the crew be buzzin off the fluid
So testing [one], testing [two], testing [three]
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