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Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

If you see a bag of weed on the floor m***********
What the f*** you gon' do?
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up

While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga, wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax, while my Squad kick tacks
Then tap your man back and be like, "Did you see that?"

Yes, coming from the North, South, East, West
Hold your nose and take a deep breath, recess
We bless, mics, three times a day
Three times a night, it all equals subliminal sequels

Strictly laughing at MC's, lyrics for years that run more
Than ten deep, niggaz be like, "Ahh, he changed his style up"
Shut the f*** up, ya still a dick-ridah
It's nine-six so get with it, peep that back-in-the-day s***

When that other Squad was Hit-tin
Listen, must we forget, I originated
All that wild s***, that rah raow s***
That jump up and ready to f*** s*** up, now s***

Brick City, is where we get down kid
Peace to all my buddah smokers on Prince
F*** what ya heard, Brick City runs s***

PPP got the glocks and tecs
And Def Squad always got some fly s*** on deck
Say how yeah? Got some fly s*** on deck
Say how yeah? Got some fly s*** on deck

PPP got the glocks and tecs
And Def Squad always got some fly s*** on deck
Say how yeah? [Incomprehensible]
Say how yeah? [Incomprehensible]