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    Wu-Tang Clan / Lyrics

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    "Conditioner" Lyrics

    Wu-Tang Clan feat. Snoop Dogg

    [ODB + Snoop]
    Huh, huh
    Fo' sho', fo' sho', you know that...
    Knowhatimsayin, tired of takin motherfuckin bullets for niggas and shit
    I feel you my nigga
    Catchin 45s, being chased by the government, shit like that
    I'm diggin it
    Bitches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up

    Yeah, MC Conditioner, yeah, knowhatimsayin?
    Tired of takin motherfucking bullets for niggas and shit Catchin
    45s, being chased by the government, shit like that
    I'm diggin it
    Bitches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up
    Knowhatimsayin ?

    [ODB: HOOK]
    MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur... [4X]

    Yeah, yeah
    Wu-Tang Clan
    Big Snoop D O double G
    Somethin for the 2000

    Your mama name Peter, papa name Cita

    Fuck that nigga, when it come to the heater
    Be the elevator, pussy eater
    Too desperator, got shot, a hibernator
    Hit a nigga later, he got to vacate 'em
    Old Dirty corporata, splash, I'm up on the punanny flash
    Bad gas, Macintosh, the light is red
    Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated
    For 29 years, no educated
    High caded, cuz you kept it checkmated
    What a waste, I'm up in yo' face like what
    All you niggas I'm puttin you in your place

    [HOOK with Snoop's "say what" at end of amateur...]

    Mr. No-Meaner, pussy ho-beater
    I keep fo' heaters when I'm dippin with my vita
    Suckers they wanna beat us, join us but we don't need 'em

    Pump 'em and defeat 'em, dump 'em, and delete 'em
    This negro right here pimps hoes
    I smoke so much dope I have ya bloody at the nose
    Since my buddy at these hoes wit a bud like a rose
    It just so happens I'm the nigga that she chose
    I flows above the rest, mos' def'
    Got you shakin yo' ass, and you throwin up yo' set
    Whatever you do, you keepin it true
    Big Dogg and ODB, I thought you knew
    Oooh, the Wu, is back up in this motherfucker
    Oooh, and Snoop, is burnin rubber on these suckers
    It's a dog day afternoon
    The Clan go bang, and the bang go boom
    How you love it, how you like it, and how you get it
    Do that damn thing and quit buillshittin wit it
    MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy is a amateur (say what)
    MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur


    yeah, yeah...


    Yeah, pump that shit, testin
    Check, 1,2, yes, yes, yes
    Yes, yes y'all, to my niggas y'all
    To my click y'all, you can't quit y'all
    Wu-Tang bangin' that dope shit y'all
    That make you wanna roll up and smoke shit y'all
    To the beat y'all, you can't sleep y'all
    On my flow y'all niggas don't know y'all
    You see my style calm but wild
    You witness the rhyme, nothin but dimes
    The eightball murder verse, freestyle or rehearsed
    I wreck emcees whether I'm last or first
    What, what, what, what, hazardous dart
    Visual long forgotten art
    That fell apart, til the blood ran from the heart
    Pump through the street, Rza make re-break beats
    Packed seats, rapid fire raps at off track meets
    And an arm tank, high rank, heavy metal shank
    Blow 'em off the plank when they ships approach the bank
    Wu niggas rollin, throwin the first rap slogan
    Heroes of Hogan, shot up the military clothin'
    Quickly blow up, rolled up in rappers like pennies
    My brother stack tracks on the behalf of many
    With the wisdom, power of, science from experts
    Self applyin, that put giants in the network
    The compact disc and televised live cults
    Will multiply our strength, on a worldwide note
    Yes, what, what

    Yes, yes y'all, you don't stop
    You keep on, til the break o dawn
    Ah yes, yes y'all, you don't stop
    Ah Wu-Tang known to make your body rock
    This song was submitted on July 27th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Robert F. Diggs, Russell T. Jones, Calvin Cordazor Broadus.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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    track 6
    The W [2000]
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