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King B I Know What You Re Putting Down

, woman About the way you're carrying yourself You're jiving everybody in town But old B., that's me I know what you've been putting down You got a rambling

, woman About the way you're carrying yourself You're jiving everybody in town But old B., that's me I know what you've been putting down You got a rambling

outta here but I ain't going away Back with the track I keep my bank phat You know I got the flavor for the funky format You're not giving up, the

microphone with flow, you get drugged nigga You better get somewhere, you can't block the shine I'm ready for any nigga, that wanna get out of line I'll tell you one mo' time, you

down, Put the blunt down! Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Sen Dog) So now you know, you better struggle, all you

down, Put the blunt down! Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Sen Dog) So now you know, you better struggle, all you

like bloodstains Psycho! When I step to the mic, bro You know the Ice'll do it right, what I'm saying is "Yo" Suckers fronting what you wantin is for

down, Put the blunt down! Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Sen Dog) So now you know, you better struggle, all you

brains like bloodstains Psycho! When I step to the mic, bro You know the Ice'll do it right, what I'm saying is "Yo" Suckers fronting what you wantin