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Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin |
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Fbi wanted? huh, don't mean nuttin |
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They call that shit a crime? yo that shit's a joke |
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Hit record on my dope remote |
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I heard my phone ringin, i wonder who could it be |
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It was the e, the v, yes the i-l e |
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He said, "we got static - word, i just got out |
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Punks tried to move at the club and we shot out |
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Bullets everywhere," okay what's the prob? |
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"ink got popped, he's dead as a doorknob." |
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You bullshittin! "i ain't fuckin around. |
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The posse's rollin tonight, nigga are you down?" |
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I grabbed my ak, my 16, and my baby mac |
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Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in the small of my back |
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I said - chill, don't let nobody move without me |
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Say you know where they are? |
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He said, "i know where they be" |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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Twelve o'clock midnight, posse was airtight |
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Twenty-five cars, under the streetlights |
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Some people talked, while others cried |
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Ink was a brother, who shouldn't have died |
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Then the silence broke, ice what's it gonna be? |
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38 hard brothers stood and stared at me |
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There were only two words that i had to say |
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P-a-y, b-a-c-k |
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The car's loaded with a silence that could rape the dead |
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Pistols clipped as the chamber's loaded full of lead |
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Everyone in the crew knew what i said |
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Would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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The cars at the corner like a long black snake |
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Nightprowlin for a life to take |
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Ya see down in the ghetto it's an eye for an eye |
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That's the answer to the question why |
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In my throat, there's a lump, then i swallow it, i ain't no chump |
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Face of death, then i cocked my pump |
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I'm a nigga on the trigger, madder than a pitbull |
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Just layin for a reason to pull |
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On you, any duck motherfucker that gets in my way |
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I'm insane, and my homeboy's death made me this way |
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But then we spot him, evil e shot him |
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Dead in the face, made sure that he got him |
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Others ran, but no mercy to the posse's wrath |
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Automatic uzi motherfuckin bloodbath |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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Let's peel their caps back |
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Then all of a sudden, a bullet came through my eye |
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My dome exploded and i felt my other brothers die |
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I drink my blood as i fell like shit into the street |
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My corpse stunk like a burnt out rotten piece of meat |
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Ten brothers died in this stupid homicidal binge |
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Cause whenever someone dies, nobody wins |
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But this drama, you'll never hear a word of |
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Cause all the paper's gonna read is a gang murder |
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Gang murder |
