Correction Lyrics 98 Degrees by Unknown T

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(Ay, C, tell 'em baby)
(X10)
(R14)
Ninety eights
Gang sh*t
Go check the f**kin' news

Still tryna score like Kobe (Swish)
Wet man with my pokey (Ching)
Still tryna dice suttin' up
When we're in that dings and we're glidin' through Stokey
Or Fields, or Square
We don't care (We don't care)
See feds, gang disappear
I ain't tryna get locked with the driver tear (Skkrt)
Beef ting's gettin' intense (What?)
We raisin' the crime rate
Discharge shells, you know that I'm irate
Lеt off the baby I held it sideways (Bow, bow)
Boof got choppеd tryna get some food
Man run at their barbies too (Ching, ching)
I bussed that GBH, should've seen mum's face when I said times two
Man run at the Redfish yutes (d**kheads)
Got shot in his snitch, free --, sure knows how to shoot
Man got down two, they were so confused
I've ran too much man out their shoes (Too much)
How many times I seen molly?
I buss that window, the boy just blew
Got chopped, he nearly got-got
His brother nearly lost a plot (Should've dead)
Man's lettin' off shots, ain't hittin' no doors
Man really wanna beef or what?
My youngers are savage and pan man's top
That big man shoulda got dropped (Ching)
One time it really got peak
I gripped my machete, swung it like a mop

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