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Punchlines 101 (50 Cent, Fabolous, Outkast) E-Drid
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E-Drid; Drid; Tru Indeed; Seattle; Northwest; Washington;
Wuddup World??? You heard the tracks, you heard the name, now you've found the man.... Feast on it, then go to and download the latest cuts from E-Drid & 101 Clique. which should start bubblin up soon.... The album's almost done so look out! Doin it real big here in the NorthWest, hip-hop's next hotbed for sure, ya dig? available and bubblin up everywhere. The is finally avialble as well. Coming soon will be the first official mixtape from and my debut solo album, will drop sometime this summer!!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #287
Peak in subgenre #152
Author
E-Drid
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101 Clique
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January 12, 2005
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:52
Story behind the song
five minute flow over fab's new track 'Ghetto' some old school outkast and 50 Cent banger 'If I Can't'
Lyrics
you better have shades on tryin to look into my future i want you to follow with me, not tryin to lose ya i gotta tutor these fools for a second or two get it done cuz i aint got a second to lose i know things done changed why the fuck they feel the same drid baby that’s the name i’m ahead of my game i’m ahead of my time at the head of my line quick press skip try and stay ahead of my rhymes oh i’m still here right on top of the track go ahead press rewind try and bring it back i’m ahead of my time - quick check on the clock so much so pops got mom goin peck on the cock and it’s 1982 all over again i got hell to go through before i’m flowin again do what i gotta do to get by - rob and steal cuz a man does what he can til his destiny’s revealed and i’m done jackin your shit, now i’m jackin these beets and none are safe, unless of course your shit is weak if that’s the case, i’ll still put my 2 cents on it just to show you how to ride the beat, makes sense don’t it yeah i rose from the trash and my mother was a trucker it don’t matter, look at me now mother fuckers and don’t get shit twisted i’m far from these queers won’t put a house on my wrist - a couple cars on my ears got the ambition to go from a broke kid to a rich one spend it all and put they kids in they original position ho - so you’re genius with the flow but dumb with the dough and everybody knows that im comin to flow i got a chip on my shoulder and it’s itchin like crazy won’t stop movin boulders til you mention me w/ jay-z in the same breath, til death, i’m comin with a vengence big, pac and drid, that’s a beautiful sentence i got the west coast poppin like compton and game won’t stop bringin flames til i’m dropped in the range til i drop in the stores - got em droppin they drawers and i’m poppin the hoes from the key arena to the rose fo show - so many dick riders that my cock hurts new fan every five minutes like clockwork go head sling rock and make your block work i’m about hot skits ask the bitch got squirt (squirt noise) babysitter now - watchin my kids they got her dizzy swimmin circles around her eyelids you couldn’t cop my game on ebay w/ 5 bids the reason dykes don’t like dick they’ve never tried drid’s cuz there’s not a set a walls around that i can’t bang through get hawaiian on there ass let my nuts just hang loose from the club to her crib i know all the shortcuts get slobbered on more than chins on the short bus from washington state to washington d.c. high definition t.v. you see me in three d i’m worldwide your wack - you’re styles foreign to the game you should be in sacramento playin forward for the kings i’m the best around playa - pound for pound for pound aint nobody puttin it down like i put it down how’s that sound - now put my track on repeat send me your shitty record and i’ll put it on reheat i got my timbs laced up to run across these beets you don’t wanna walk one mile in these feet cuz no question - you can’t touch my flow session i’m on that to the top of the charts progression and i got bad news for all these haters i’m ridin to the top in style on big’s escalator i know i’m runnin my mouth - but when your gums are bumpin couldn’t cum gainst drid if you a bitch and we was dry humpin you think you know but you got no idea it’s the diary of spittin sick shit like diarehha word is you can’t get in this game w/o a lil help so we’re jackin your beets just to make a lil wealth pockets heavy, pants saggin so we keep a lil belt enough cheddar to blow some and let a lil melt thats probly why so many girls wanna ride and go down for long stretches all day like water slides we got fathers tellin their daughters hide cuz we write to millions a kids like harry potters scribe if you know drid - you know i rock out w/ my cock out in the club w/ a girl look like she tryin to block out i pick up the phone and spit through the wire like a dropout somethin crazy like colomb
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