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Ying Yang Twins Album


Alley: Return Of Ying Yang Twins (03/26/2002)
03/26/2002
1.
Playahatian
2.
3.
4.
5.
Sound Off
6.
Huff Puff
7.
8.
Drop Like This 2001
9.
10.
Hunchin'
11.
12.
Twurkulator
13.
Credits
14.
Crank It Up (Bonus Track)
15.
. . .

Playahatian

[No lyrics]

. . .



[D-Roc]
Walkin' round' town like I'm lost, sittin' in da house like a log
Nigga had to find somethin' out, playa wanna shine das all
Don't help to twine wit' mine so small
Nigga nigga nigga nigga please, hataz all around me let a nigga breathe
What a nigga say at the slip of the lip?
Man fuck dat bitch need to quit, talk about a nigga like a hoe
What they wanna hate me fo?
When a nigga step through da doe' conversation get low
With these type of niggas I don't need no communication
Cuz' playahation das so irrelavent next motherfucker that hate
I'm thinkin' bout' writin' a letter to da president
Swimmin' in da land of da lost, nigga don't sleep too good
Nigga tired been all off from stress dat can will, would, should
Probably could make a nigga ass go insane
Stay smoked out all day mary jane, niggas be tryin' to make me
Strain, hataz wanna put a chain on my rang
Get a nigga mind off track and worry bout' you givin' my shit back
All ova hea need to stay ova dea, you got yo' own stay outta my hair
Niggas and bitches is both da same they lie, steal, cheat, fuck, suck,
Trick, and all dis then they in yo' face wit' dat I love shit

[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x2)

[Kaine]
Muthafuckas come around my face, mouf got a bad ass taste
Why the motherfuckers wanna hate?
Need to get out my way, let a motherfucker come through
Do wha tha fuck I gotta do, dis don't concern you
I'm tryin' to handle my business, get on da good foot
You need to jump on da band wagon and not stand backin'
Cuz' errbody tryin' to get rich, buy a new house and shit
Make our way out da hood, like everybody should
But you up to no good tryin' to bring a nigga down
Spreadin' lies around town nigga like a fu-ckin clown
It only make you look bad, errbody jokin' yo' ass
It just make me laugh, make a nigga move on, made me write dis song
Now I'm in the fuckin' zone, tha list goes on and on
But they say two wrongs dat don't make no right
It just make it worst, I addressed it first
That's why I wrote this verse, probably say da truth hurt
I'm bout' tired of dis shit, ya need to let da shit go
Quit actin' like a fuckin' hoe, yeah it's time to grow
If you do it will show

[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x4)

I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd


I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd

. . .



[Hook]
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nooooooow

[D-Roc]
Tell a nigga dont act no fool
What's up cuz? Stay cool
Smoke some mary jane, you know the rules
Haters puttin salt in the game
Wanna keep a thug out the drug house
But you know the drill...a fro, polo
And a nigga in the club smokin dubs
Like a tru center thug
The big boy Willie Grill
Smoke swisher sweets, dont miss a beat
If a nigga feelin froggy leap
We ballin, shot-callin
ho's holla'n, try to follow
When a nigga aint ballin, sheesh
Still pullin on the hair
On my ching-ching weigher
(????????????)
Ho we can head to the spot in Decatur
(??) smoke optimos, and try to cop the ho's
(?) cant stop my (?)
Killa a bitch, kill a bitch, soon to buss
Aint to many niggas that can fuck wit' us
Y'all niggas think you can fuck wit' us
Some of y'all niggas gon' miss the bus
See playa we dangerous, stay (???)
Cock-block that fo'-fifth,
Switch your hands like (??)
Man then kick over to
Nigga cant see me with a birds-eye view
So you betta back up, back up
'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up
Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up
... 10 then because

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
Whoa

[Mr. Ball]
We some alley muh'fuckas from the ATL, Georgia boys
We came to bring the noise, and we got them tonka toys (boom boom boom)
Niggas be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls
If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef wit' y'all
Now ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now dont make me have to say this shit one more time
Now back up, I know you dont want some muthafucka to act up
I thank you need to put your muthafuckin ?gack? up
Before you get dealt with
Fuckin around and get yourself hit
Off some fuckin bullshit
Cause we some country-ass Georgia niggas, I told ya nigga
We done and we done showed ya nigga, it's on my nigga
Doin this shit one more 'gain
I thank this time I'ma get a lil' more money to spend

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
Ah

[moans 'n groans]

[Kaine]
Ah, we some alley muthafuckas, shawty ya didnt know
Niggas is entertainin when they hit the front door
Nigga be like whoa, stop, control
But he was poppin off, so I'ma hit him in his nose
Throwin them 'bows, ColliPark know it explodes
Have a nigga feelin crunchy, smellin like toes
Ya know we had it from Georgia to Cali'
Doin shows from Virginia to that Cakilaki
Ask if are we lackin? Nothin, see we packin
4-5 glocks, .9 spray milli-tec and no actin, I'm blastin
I make my money ?threashin?
The foes see the gold and they dont wanna respect him
Maybe I cant help it, the way that I act
Handle your part thug, give him a heart-attack
Beatin ass in the back, slammin upon a track
Ying-Yang in this thang, ColliPark runnin thangs

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley

[D-Roc]
Now what's on your mind, if you got something to say
Then say that shit, dont hold that shit
Bitin your tongue, because your boys aint here
Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit
You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs
Playahatin you gets no love
Run and get your boys if you thinkin you're hard
If you know like I know, then your ass wont start...
with some crazy muh'fuckas tote gats too
Crazy muthafuckas that'll blast you
Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit
What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with
We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T
We'll F-U-C-K yo' ass up with that heat

[Kaine]
Mutha-mutha-muthafuckas always talkin shit
Sixty-five niggas you can suck my dick
We Ying-Yang and it aint no thang
Sheisty muthafucka put it down on they brain
We real, some tru-city thug shit
The essence of a thug, they dont like a nigga in public
With two glocks, I represent 2pac, the block is too hot
They want a fool out the neighborhood (why)
Straight hard to fuck with, know he slangin hard
Niggas is paranoid, all I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
We youngin's nigga

[Hook] - 2X
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley


. . .



[Hook]
She got her hands all on her knees and then her bows on her thigh
She like to twerk and that's for sure cause I can tell how she fly
She got me hyper, wanna bite right now yi yi
Say I yi, yi yi yi

[Verse 1]
Look at shawty snap, make that ass clap
Niggaz in the club spendin dubs when it's PHAT
Thick and real fine, standin five-nine
High heels on, right on time
God Damn look at shawty she makin that ass jiggle
I like the way it wobbledy wobbledy when it wiggle
Anybody down for my nursery rhyme riddle
Some of these hoes be for the creamin in the middle

[Verse 2]
She shakin ass and gettin paid because she makin her cheese
She ain't scared to get on the flo' to show her ass and titties
If she doin it quite right I might just give her fifty
I be drankin Hennessy so I'm down to tipsy
I know them hoes in the club they ain't twerkin for free
If she dancin like she should she'll make her money
I like them freaky ass hoes twitchin asses for me
Ahhh shit that's it so I'm so I'm spendin my cheese

[Hook] - 2X

[Verse 3]
Jummy club let me see ya I YI YI
Blue flame let me see ya I YI YI
Magic City let me see ya I YI YI
Body Chap let me see ya I YI YI
Jazzy T's let me see ya I YI YI
Club Pleeders let me see ya I YI YI
School Hoes let me see ya I YI YI
And if you ain't twerkin BITCH BY YI YI

[Verse 4]
Shawty let me see ya shake it on the flo' butt-naked
Show-stoppin pussy-poppin; damn I like the way you take it
Up and down, side to side, round and round, touch the ground
There you go, now you know, how you gotta make yo cash flow
Put them poles touch them toes, let me see that ass roll
All in the booty club, shawty shake it for the dub
High as a kite, so I'm might, stick yo' ass a lil' somethin
Make that pussy pull a blunt!

[Hook] - repeat 2X

[Verse 5]
Hoes shakin ass like a real freak
Tryin to get the motherfuckin ends meat
Don't be tryin to motherfuckin tease me
Cause I'm bout tipped on the Hennessy
But I still give you a dub doe
But you gotta shake that ass hoe
Work real hard for the cash flow
Bring yo ass to the dance flow

[Verse 6]
One time for them bitches at that gentlemen's club
Them bitches shakin ain't no fakin and they came to buy dubs
Them niggas hatin steady waitin so we can't come back
I'm on this track up out this here while she work that cat
Pussy poppin shawty droppin say she gone get blowed
She a average everyday government cheese hoe
Fuck them niggaz who dem niggaz that be hatin on the guys
They in the club with them thugs screamin I YI YIIII


. . .

Sound Off

[No lyrics]

. . .

Huff Puff

[No lyrics]

. . .



[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by yourself, (ohh) by yourself (ohh)...

[Chorus] - 2X
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for rrreal (By my goddamn self)
For rrreal (By my goddamn self)

[Verse 1]
Nigga dwell on it, can't he
So tell on me, got my bitch all at the crib
Try to smell on a nigga, wanna stay around him
But when I'm sitting on the couch
She keep me saying "ouch", cuz she grabbin on my crouch
And I already know, thinking to myself
What the fuck, somebody told
Had to have been one little nigga that I showed
Some shit that they never should have seen, anyhow
All hell nigguh...hatin' on me now, smokin' on my weed
Steady drinkin' on my beer, hell naw niggah
Get the fuck up out of here, can't hold one
So you can't hold your tongue, nigga lips smackin
Like she chew bubble gum, tell her where I been
What I did, who I'm with
Said see me with two bitches, thats when I said it
I gotta stay the fuck away from head, I'ma

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 2]
Smokin' weed by myself, drinkin' Henn by myself
Buckin' hoes by myself, I fuss with nobody else
Now red light, child started a fight
Just talking all about us, and whilin', its alright
I hate when my brothers, fuckin' up undercovas
Shorty, did I stutter? Go get another rubba
Child is shaking like blubba, child that want me to cut her
Too many niggas in the house, time to get out!
I get freaky in the back, while you play at your work
I'm hitting the fat monkey, and damn your girl chunky
Haven't seen what I've been, I'm drinking all alone
On the phone with my b...l, u, n, t 'course every day
I white out, acamo, philly, or marsailles
Give a fuck about a bitch, what that muthafucka say?
Who gives a shit? Grab a bitch in the club
Show her love with a dub, and them niggas hatin' cuz I...

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 3]
Smoke by myself, drink byself
Poke by myself, cause I was born by my God damn self
Fuck, run and train, that shit lame
I'd rather be one-on-one with a bitch gettin' brain
Too many heads on a blunt, nigga don't get high
I don't give a fuck, if ya got fire
Every now and then you chip, and you wanna get Henn
But you never got a twinny-twin-twin, don't roll trees
Hey man, shit, take it from me
You better off to get drunk on a Pepsi
Up, thats a beep, might be a freak (Hey lemme roll with your phone?)
I ain't taking nobody with me, I'ma ride by myself
Get high by myself, get drunk by myself
Fuck this ho by my goddamn self (myself)
Don't nobody hold your own, like your own
Thats why we on our own...

[Chorus] - 3X

[Outro]
See now when you do what you do, how you do what you do
When you do what you do, nobody can tell on you
If you all by yourself, ah ah ah, say it
I don't need no friends, I don't need no foes
I'ma drink my Henn, and choke all out the door
Now everybody said goodbye, get your hand that burns
It's just good to see ya ride, reverse, reverse
Biieetch, reverse, reverse, biieetch
To wonder all this time, what happened this time? (Hoooo!)
Everybody tries ta, everybody chill...we just playin'
Everybody but me, Ying Yang Twins out for the 2001
(Eh, we'd like to thank y'all)

. . .

Drop Like This 2001

[No lyrics]

. . .


f/ Lil' Jon, Pastor Troy

[Lil' Jon]
Yeeeeeeeah okay
It's about to go down in this muthafucka tonight (uh-huh)
Real niggas put your muthafuckin middle finger up (yeah)
(Uh-huh c'mon)

[Hook] - 2X
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga (well, uh-huh)
We aint scared of you nigga (well, uh-huh)
You just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)

[D-Roc]
I burn and bang like some bullet-wounds
So when you step in my path, nigga you meet your doom
I'm smackin bitches with gloves, I aint no paper thug
This shit is real from jump, so if you wanna thump
Go play your cards my nigga, and we can get it started
You pulled your gat now bitch, lets see who coward-hearted
Pussy-perpetrators be poppin off, I think they dick-sucker
But Ying-Yang in this thang, we run this muthafucka
A-T-L nucca

[Hook] - 2x
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga (well, uh-huh)
We aint scared of you nigga (well, uh-huh)
You just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)

[Pastor Troy]
Yeah, y'all already know what time it is
PT representin with them Ying-Yang boys
Make some noise baby, 'cause it's D-S-G-B
Y'all already know

[Pastor Troy]
Ying-Yang, everythang I got, I own
Pastor nigga, down to my fuckin chrome
As long as I'm here (uh-huh)
Uh pussy-nigga, it's gon' be a long year (c'mon)
No fear, I have none (uh-huh)
Why the fuck have fear? I got a gun
And if you run I'ma buss you in your back (uh-huh)
And leave your ass where you're at, like that

[Hook] - 2X
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga (well, uh-huh)
We aint scared of you nigga (well, uh-huh)
You just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)

[Kaine]
Muthafuckas gon' feel lost
Y'all know that we back on
Nigga didnt thing we'd do it again
But the round we comin with too strong
So you need me to hold your lip bitch
Or find your ass in some bullshit
Some down south shit you cant fuck with
So I know you aint ready for a nigga to click
Better move bitch, 'cause niggas aint playin
Aint no more play in G-A, A-T-L where I stay, so then you better make way
'Cause if a nigga didnt know we keep on comin with hits
We got Lil' John, The Eastside Boys, and Pastor Troy in this bitch

[Hook] - 2X
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga (well, uh-huh)
We aint scared of you nigga (well, uh-huh)
You just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)

Ah, now look, this the Ying-Yang Twins right
And we done collabed with Lil' John and them Eastside Boys and Pastor Troy
To let y'all know we aint no one-hitter-quitters
Fuck all y'all bullshitters, ahhhhhhh

[Lil' Jon]
Hope I dont bomb you from the ass and...
Wrap the gag and start blastin
Aint gon' ask no questions, have you lyin there dyin
Cryin and bleedin, see you later, I'm leavin
Onto the mist to the midnight creepin
Now you're eternally sleepin
From the A-T-L we gon' ride out
Headed to the underground hideout
We still gon' buss them slugs out
'Cause where I'm from, we thugged out
Keep it real for the nigga that didnt know
Keep it real for the nigga that slang dope
If you got it then buss your fo'-fo'
Where you from nigga? A-T-L ho

[Hook] - 2X
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga (well, uh-huh)
We aint scared of you nigga (well, uh-huh)

. . .

Hunchin'

[No lyrics]

. . .


f/ Methrone

Yeah, (ohhh), we got the hood rats in the house right
(Would you like a tongue bath babe)
They say they like tongue bath (from the back)
So, uh, we went and got Methron
But of course, it's the Ying-Yang Twins

Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)

Forget about that Summer we stretched straight thuggin it up
In the tongue bath world we was loving it up
I've been told by the eye we were holding each other
To the room, sexual, of the Isley Brothers
Sippin' Alazez and Hennessee, straight thug passion
Licking nipples, got you gigglin', so you started to laugh
And now it's getting so erotic baby
All of a sudden so I'm kissing on your body baby
Admit it babb

See baby a tongue bath is what I like
Lick me up, lick me down, curve my appetite
Let me open up my legs, show me what you got
The way you licking on my body's got me really hot
And I'm loving the way you lick me though
Do it little daddy, let your tongue take control
You got me shaking like hell when you're licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make your tongue roll

Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)

The way you all on me, you get me feeling the heat
And when you lick it like that it make me grit my teeth
You got me grabbin' the sheets, and put the pillow on my face
Biting my lips and squeezing my waist
I'm calling your name and making that face
Cause you lick my bubble gum and had the taste
You got me caught up in this mist of the passion, you see
This tongue bath you giving me is like a fantasy

Baby please keep on moanin', keep on licking on me
You got me bitin' on your neck, look what this bath did to me
Now rub me down in your notion, with your deep freezin' motions
You bring the freak out in me, I'm out of control can't you see
You got me hot and now it's on till the early morn
Now this tongue bath, feed it to me, got me in the zone
Yeah

Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)

Give me a tongue bath please, I want you all on your knees
I like it when you licking me, from the back constantly
You make me shiver little daddy when you're playing with ice
Turn out the lights little daddy, we can cut all night
I like it rough, if you tough, take it easy, that's enough
I want a massage with your tongue, make my body feel numb
Keep me hot, you know that spot
That feaky stuff you know I like
Ooh yeah, that's it, you're doing it right, that's tight

The way you licking me and kissing me
Hugging me and touching me
Rubbing me constantly
Ready to put your love in me
Do it like that, down from the back
Run a tongue bath, baby treat a hood rat
Slip and slide on my thighs, make your tongue glide
Baby when me and you collide, we'll make the temperature rise

Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)

Uh, oh, I don't mind no
Anyway you want it, I got it
Tongue bath, from the back
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)

Uh, come here shorty, stop please
Why you acting like you don't like it
You know you like it
You know you want me to touch it
For real, come here and let me give you a tongue bath
Haha, you like to get wet don't you
It's my way or the highway, ohh
Come on, for real
Would you like a tongue bath, oh
We ain't gotta do it that much, just let me do it a little bit
A little bit, just a little bit, it's all right
How low can you go, I don't mind
What you like, I don't mind no

. . .

Twurkulator

[No lyrics]

. . .

Credits

[No lyrics]

. . .

Crank It Up

[No lyrics]

. . .



[Hook]
This ain't no lie yi yi
Ying Yang bringing that fi yi yi
Smoking on dro, We stay hi yi yi
Rolling on dubs like I yi yi
I yi yi

[Verse 1]
Real ass niggaz gon po within a reason
Feeling like some drama gon come, Get niggaz bleedin
Ping brain little life chances
Ambulances, And plenty murder man dances, ha!
And for the niggaz that be popping that lip
how high I tip, Tearing body fleshes off of the rip
Like a lady when she having a fucking new born
The doctor holla push, and her skin is torn a child is born

[Verse 2]
We poping the pistals
Making dem whisals
Slanging dem thangs
Still keeping the pistal down on ther brain
And yeah we changing the game
Cuz we be spittin some shit
That sound good when you hear it make your bitch turn trick
Cuz its the year of the year
Yang bring that pain
Twins all in your city
Looking at ass and titties
And ride twenties
On big boy trucks, Doing big boy stuff
We big boy rid er and big boy drive

[Hook] 2x

[Verse 3]
Hol up, Wait a minute
Let me put my two cent in it
Some of yall
Say you mean it
But we, Repasent it
We gon keep it twerkalaten
Ask these niggaz why they haten
Anticipaten
Standing in the line tryna buy my tape
After they, Purchase it
Then a mothafucka say
Why we hate on ying yang
All we doin is spiitin game
Some of yall mouves has, Gotta be to weak
Falling in love with a straight ho

[Verse 4]
Major money makas, Papa chasas, On the grin for chips
Tryna make a million dollars before its time to dip
So real niggaz make your money man
Flip the script or flip your bird
Sell that co-cain, Its on you
Do what you gotta do to make a livin
Get you a gat
Go out and rob a tyte boy while your pimping
Its better ways, Better days if you look at it
But your ass to fat
You hopping like a jack rabbit

[Hook] 2x

[Verse 5]
Stuck, Fuck, down on my luck and!
Brought me a truck
And the motor blew up man!
Shit been hard for me fo real
For bout five yeas
My life been a fucking down hill
It seems like im married to her fucking da-dy
Cuz i live through this shit but I neva eva win
A victim of circumstance
They give me no second chance
They come and they naked dance
So come fight and be a man

[Verse 6]
You make a nigga knock a pussy mothafucka stop your self
While you running off at the mouth you better watch your self
So dag on
Move away, Nigga move (move)
And let a mothafucka get thew (get thew)
Ying yang in this thang
And we ain't gon change
Fuck me
Naw nigga
Fuck you
Keep it real
For dem niggaz ans hoes
Who be throwing dem bows
Getting crunk at dem shows
Smoking nothing but dro


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