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Police say... |
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One man with a gun shot five people! And sent hundrends runnin' from cover. |
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Chaos around new time turn this busy Quuens street into a crime scene. |
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Scar-up he on the concrete. Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! - Shut ya BloodClot mouth! |
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(Pussy boy you don't know who you talkin' 'bout!) |
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Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! - Shut ya BloodClot mouth! |
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(Yeah! I'm a SouthSide nigga, niggaz know what I'm about!) |
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Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! (YEAH!) |
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(Niggaz stunt I'll bring dem hammers out, we airing niggaz out!) |
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(Shut up!) Shut ya BloodClot mouth! |
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If niggaz want beef, grab the straps, hit em hard as a frieght train, (GRRR!) |
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Mad dog, great thing, BANG! One man gang, |
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Boy you get the best of me, you better burn the rest of me, (yeah!) |
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Chef needs a specialty, you wanna hear the recipe? (ugh!) |
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Cocaine, baking soda, glass pot, boiling water |
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Don't forget the ice! - Nigga I'm nice! |
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Look! I'm no \"New Jack\ |
