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Take a look around baby
You know my whole crews ulgy
But we still got the most game,
The most money
The most hoes, the most hunnies
It's so funny how you hate my fucking guts
But in the same time love me
From the leakage in the gold to low rider by
You always say you hate it
But I know that you lie
What you see is what you get
Nothing more, nothing less
I'm chillin smoking chronic
While you're choking on stress
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
I see you're mad at the fact that my pockets stay fat
It's the cash I made the whack on the cocaine sacks
It's the craw foam rich or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I'd lay you flat on your back
You better hope you fucking miss me if you see me drinking whiskey
You know me and diablo get way passed tipsy
When the drunk's highly sober
I'm still getting over
It's passed three am and the tokes with the joker
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
I never sing another
I only shout
Coming clean forever
Without a doubt
I got machine gun trigger
You better watch out
Yeah, transplants don't give a fuck
That's where we're at
So, here we come with the original style
I said who the fuck are you
I've been here for a while
You got a be and mental flyers
And runnin in my set (???)
Transplants are fearless
And the most original
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
you think I give a fuck
Well you better think twice
US thugs, wolfpack
And I ain't nothing nice
Check the 30 time
Lyrically committing hate crimes
News from the corner, my mic
Now it's hang time
Throw my minds with rhymes
Designs will break spins
Transplants coming through
And we're one of a kind
With the chrome, take a dope
Make you flip like a flapjack
Two tall cans and a packet of blackjack
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
You know my whole crews ulgy
But we still got the most game,
The most money
The most hoes, the most hunnies
It's so funny how you hate my fucking guts
But in the same time love me
From the leakage in the gold to low rider by
You always say you hate it
But I know that you lie
What you see is what you get
Nothing more, nothing less
I'm chillin smoking chronic
While you're choking on stress
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
I see you're mad at the fact that my pockets stay fat
It's the cash I made the whack on the cocaine sacks
It's the craw foam rich or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I'd lay you flat on your back
You better hope you fucking miss me if you see me drinking whiskey
You know me and diablo get way passed tipsy
When the drunk's highly sober
I'm still getting over
It's passed three am and the tokes with the joker
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
I never sing another
I only shout
Coming clean forever
Without a doubt
I got machine gun trigger
You better watch out
Yeah, transplants don't give a fuck
That's where we're at
So, here we come with the original style
I said who the fuck are you
I've been here for a while
You got a be and mental flyers
And runnin in my set (???)
Transplants are fearless
And the most original
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
you think I give a fuck
Well you better think twice
US thugs, wolfpack
And I ain't nothing nice
Check the 30 time
Lyrically committing hate crimes
News from the corner, my mic
Now it's hang time
Throw my minds with rhymes
Designs will break spins
Transplants coming through
And we're one of a kind
With the chrome, take a dope
Make you flip like a flapjack
Two tall cans and a packet of blackjack
tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
Tall cans in the air
Let me see em (fuck you)
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i love the transplants. the mix of rob and tim are fu(kin awesome. i could never get sick of the cd. i love it :) i was wondering why no one posted "diamonds and guns" and sure enuf, it wont let me either. kind of depressing. still love the transplants tho!!!