My Posse - C.I.A.

My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big)

(Posse's gettin big)

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

Ice Cube in effect and I’m the posse leader

Love my woofer and hate my tweeter

Rap, don’t sing, and groupies do flock

Gold rings and things keep the girlies on my jock

Posse 2 Kid Dee is cunning

It’s all about girls and making cash money

(Crenshaw) Crenshaw is where I chill

Never ever sick but always ill (ill)

Sir Jinx, no debatin

Beats I cut keep the woofers vibratin

3rd to the cut, but that’s alright

Cause C.I.A.

is on the mic

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big)

(Posse's gettin big)

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

Females on my tip and it ain’t funny

(Why?) I don’t know, probably cause I got money

Don’t want me, just want my riches

Things like that keep stitches on my britches

I wear all 501's

Many wear Adidas, but I have none

Filas, I’m coolin, girls are droolin

Rulin all classes cause I am schoolin

Yes boy, and I am with it

Reachin for the crown and I damn sho' get it

Be the king, rap, don’t sing

And when I come around here’s who I bring

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big)

(Jealous posses on my tip)

My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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(My) posse on the move with fly girls

Fresh Fila gear and my hair in curls

Would get a motel but I’m too cheap

About to let her have it in the backseat

Chick’s gettin ill and I assume

This girl won’t go to the motel room

Me in the backseat turned up the sound

But my man K-Dee nowhere to be found

Skeezer poppin drag and it ain’t no joke

If I had to pay attention she’d wind up broke

Talkin quite dirty and that’s the clue

Started kissin and huggin on Posse 2 (2)

Headed for the skirt, had to admit it

Willin not illin, she was damn sho' with it

Whispered in my ear, talkin that sex

Hurry up in the back, homeboy, I’m next

Jinx teed off cause my girl’s no fun

I’m the only one that’s on a dry run

She had a beef, I had a gripe

But I heard different, she’s not that type

I dissed her and dismissed her, threw her out of the place

Start poppin that trash, threw my hand in her face

Grabbed another girl who loved the posse

Headed to the Fox and the rest’s history

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big)

(Jealous posses on my tip)

(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)

(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

Posse 1 Ice Cube and I’m the ace

Posse 2 roll the deuce, Kid Dee’s in the place

Sir Jinx in the back and I’m the trey

I talk more crap and down with Dre

(The Wreckin' Crew) is with it, hip to get busy

Eazy-E, Ron De Vu keep chasin those skizzies

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just make that noise

This rhyme is dedicated to the Vick Boys

To all the girls out there wanna get in our face

To the Crenshaw cruisers, keep pumpin that bass

And to any rap team, if you wanna be king

You must stand in line if you know what I mean

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)

My posse

My posse

(Posse's gettin big)

(Jealous posses on my tip)

My posse

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My posse

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My posse

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Hey yo Dre

Kick in the bass

West Coast style!