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(Verse One) |
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Niggas get stomped when they step with that bullshit |
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If you got a firearm, go ahead and pull it |
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Cause I'ma put it dead on ya ass when you reach |
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I got a little friend on my shoulder that |
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I think you wanna meet |
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A 9 millimeter, that will stop him |
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Get his ass focused, once |
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I focus him |
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I drop him |
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Boy you should of known not to fuck with me bitch |
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Brothers like me are makin mortuaries rich |
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So if you got something that you think you wanna prove |
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You better prove it now, cause you don't get a second chance dude |
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One chance is all you get |
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And if I beat you to the draw, that's it |
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Get your momma's black dress and call your family |
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It's gonna be a murder, my reason insanity (Verse Two) |
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I was born with a chip on my shoulder |
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Now that I'm older, momma's talking shit but |
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I told her "Mind your fucking business" |
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I love the girl to death |
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But I don't wanna hear it, save your fucking breath |
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I know my time is coming, and |
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I ain't gonna lie |
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I may be scared of |
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Jason, but |
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I'm not scared to die |
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So when a nigga talk shit, and |
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I buck 'em |
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Shoot me in the head, put me a box, and just say "fuck 'em" |
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Later on that day |
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I heard gunshots |
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Watching niggas running (Aiyo that nigga got shot) |
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Ran to the corner said "What happened my brother?" |
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He just laid there shaking, bleeding like a muthafucka |
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God damn!! "Who would let that off to him?" |
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Man: Some niggas from your hood, |
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Triple ????? |
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Get your shit together, we're heading for the village |
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I think its time to pay them hoes a little visit |
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Them niggas don't understand me |
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It's gonna be a murder, my reason insanity (Verse Three) |
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Pulled up in a |
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Rider, trailer full of niggas |
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Mack 10, Tech 9's, all with fingers on the trigger |
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Backed in the bitch like |
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I was staying |
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Opened up the trailer, *gunshots* |
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South Park started spraying |
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Bullets flying everywhere, niggas getting struck |
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Had dope in the village, but |
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I didn't give a fuck |
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Shoot the bitch up, then |
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I'ma leave her |
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If I can't sell my dope, then you can't either |
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Now here's a valueable lesson to learn |
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You fuck with mine, you get burned |
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Headed for the nigga who shot my partner * |
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Gunshot* Shot his father |
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Walkin' through the living room tearing up shit |
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He's loading up his pistol, ain't that a bitch |
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You should of had it loaded, he said "Come on Scarface, hold it I won't do it again man" |
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Yeah, I know it |
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I told you when you take mine, |
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I take yours |
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Hands in the air, fell to the floor "Please don't shoot Scarface" |
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I looked him in the eye - then |
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I shot him in his face |
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A sucka's way out is to steal 'em |
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My dad said "Always look a man in the eye before you kill him" |
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It had to be a murder, them hoes couldn't handle me "What's your reason man?" - |
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Insanity |
