Exclusive - New Shit

DJ Clue & Nature - Rap
Exclusive - New Shit
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[Intro: DJ Clue, Jungle and (Nature)] New shit, Nature (Yo, yo Nate, you gon do this for Queens, this one here for Queens y'nawmean?) (Yo Nature gon rip this down, for Clueminati and the whole Queens) It's the, DJ CLUE (We gon spit this one for the 1999) [Verse 1: Nature] Ayo, I got a bitch that buy me 'dro, a bitch that buy me clothes A bitch that can't cook, stay burnin Sloppy Joe's Olive Oil eggs, even them stocky hoes Bitches that I used to beep, but forget they codes They stay frontin', no kissin', strictly face fuckin' I get em drunk in my room, and keep Mase bumpin' The one wit Total, your friends might have told you I violate menage's, pimp game be bi-coastal Officialize one's high fold you, run and tell em next Cuz only some become gremlettes I never spend for sex, strictly rainy days Trick me wit the fat ass, backshots made me spray Like the johnny pump, they tried to tie me up And want to spend the night, every time we fuck Get our snooze on, cum stains in the futon It ain't a game, still you run when the food's gone Now who's wrong [Chorus: Nature, Jungle & (DJ Clue)] When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive, Jungle, watch this When I spit, you spit, hot shh (DJ Clue), new shh (The Professional), exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive (STUPID!!), Jungle watch this [Verse 2: Nature] I got a fiend that owes me ten, a fiend that owes a buck Got a decent job, pay they debts slow as fuck Catch em in the street, morph it up, say "come on you bitch" It's only money I'm involved wit Calculations, foreclosed homes out in Vegas I run wit TM, meaning bitches pays us, it's outrageous CLK's, rims ill, tinted up, pullin' bitches with bird shit on the windshield Hopping out, niggas front, we knock em out Like a smooth boxer, writing new hot shit Generating paper like Lou Gossett Making moves while your crew gossip Read about us, raw shit, I feed to doubters Niggas talk shit, a team of cowards Need to stop frontin' when there's nothing to do Nothing new, niggas is coming for you Yeah, it's 1998, Nature, something for Clue [Chorus: Nature and Jungle] When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive, Jungle, watch this When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive, Jungle watch this When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive, Jungle, watch this When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh Exclusive, Jungle watch this [Outro: DJ Clue] You know how we do it Queens style Every trip Haha
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