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[ar:C-BO] |
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[ti:No Pain No Gain] |
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Now it's on, flip me at '7-8 Coupe |
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Reds, hydraulics, duece, representin the do |
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And you can trip if ya wanna, but, boy, you be's a goner |
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Leavin bloody footprints from Sacramento to Palmona |
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I'm a dog when it come to this gangsta shit |
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A young hog from the block and never shrank to fit |
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Roll with the Hoovers and the E-C's, avalon watchin L-B's |
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Compton, Track New Park, the S-P-C's |
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Bakersfield, Fresno, Seven Trees |
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Duece nine outlies N-S-G's |
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My Bgz got to trippin when the homey got soaked |
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When they heard about the shootout that I so called for Bo-Loc |
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As I ride, ride til I die |
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Best to hide, nigga, when I hit your block |
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I bring death on the suckers when my Glock is cocked |
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I got hops in my Coupe, a pocket full of loot |
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And it don't matter who start to funk when you're ridin with the do |
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We just handle that shit like the locs that we is |
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Hit them niggas quick, fuck the bitches and the kids |
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Split wigs, watch graves get digged |
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Representin to the fullest, Guard Block Crib |
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Niggas wanna trip, well eat hollow tips |
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Never could you hang with my gang, no pain, no gain |
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Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
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Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
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Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |
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Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
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Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
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Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |
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Who got that gangsta, gangsta shit? |
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It be the niggas who got the biggest nuts and the gat that packs the |
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Fullest clip |
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Gotta have more chips than a grab bag full of Doritos |
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Keep your bitch broken, make sure your pockets stay full of C-notes |
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Hardcore gangsta, fillin out a 20 year old nut |
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Gotta keep composure, puffin doja and it got me stuck |
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I'm down your strip, hopin I can pull a lick |
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Got an extra clip in case I have to zip a nigga's lip |
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Oh yes, my Dayna's look quite lovely |
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Pull up on your bitch's pit while you and your crew try to mug me |
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Huffin and puffin like, daddy |
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Gotcha ridin out eight-deep in your '96 Caddy |
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You tried to fuck but could do nothin but make my dick hard |
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You tried to dump so I had to creep and pull your whole card |
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Ya best respect or get checked by the Smith & Wess |
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Fuck a vest, hollows hit harder than a math test |
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Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
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Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
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Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |
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Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
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Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
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Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |
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I never stop bringin pain, it's difficult for haters |
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Never spit game, the same speakers are our greatest |
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Make ya take your last breath, fuck it, where my payment? |
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I'm blazin up doja, this soldier regulate your statement |
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Some niggas is bangin, some niggas' just about the cash |
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Some flatline snitches miss me, look up on ass |
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I avoid the drama, tricks never to be toy with |
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Get as high as you want, irrelevant who you fuck with |
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Eight off, ran from the lead, cock the buck shit |
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You're whole mouthpiece spillin discharge, to verify we hit hard |
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Women do these timbos |
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Mind style missions, puttin the mashdown on nymphos |
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My son, labelled the Funky Nigga, plugs wit everybody |
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That's sittin on dividends, we filin down fully pants |
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Rapidly goin down, ain't comin back around |
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Release rounds, just terrorize your town |
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Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
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Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
| [03:39.76] |
Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |
| [03:41.71] |
Hoo-ride, mass slaughter, murder |
| [03:44.86] |
Madmen, deadliest lyrical server |
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There is no higher, they gets no curver |
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Get em up close range, empty fullies and get further |