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Yeah,I'ma start collectin props,connectin plots |
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Networkin like a conference |
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cuz the nonsense it yet to stop |
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Police shake me down,which gangsta movie you like? This is real trife |
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Real life-wanna get ya shot in the game,and earn some real stripes |
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Just like Feds magazine you couldn't imagine the battered scene |
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You get shot up by little niggaz wearin gabberdeans |
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I'm tired of lookin like Malcolm, in the window though |
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Unpack the strap, Baldhead Slick smokin indo yo |
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I'm not gonna speak on the personal, street business |
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As long as Moe and King keep witness, it's Sunzu Part 2 |
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Bring your guards too, never knew the depth of my crew |
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Although I'm God-body, Baldhead Slick used to be a nobody |
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Niggaz didn't know that my crew's thick |
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Aiyyo we killa hungry, I turn food back guerilla monkey |
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Once I do that, nobody ain't healin and comfy |
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I make niggaz come out the rugbies(Talk shit,I'll kill ya company) |
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Your for that jake, take my head I'll fake my death |
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They wanna kill me cuz they hate my strength |
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That's why they vote when I raise the M |
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And let go, hollow fights from Expo |
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Hear my tec blow, my tec blow electro |
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Thou which is set pose, these streets is Death Row |
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One through ya neckbone, jerk back ya headphone |
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Nigga pop to that, you talk heat, hope you got the gat |
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Who can amount to this? Sit back and pour a ounce of Cris' |
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Bump a ounce to this, watch the bouncer get |
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Testamentic, wild out, we gon' press ya district |
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Sign out, or pull ya nines out and test ya biscuits |
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Ain't no talkin once ya head is twisted (son) |
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Ain't no talkin once ya head is twisted |
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I'ma start collectin props, connectin plots |
| [01:27.13] |
Networkin like a conference,cuz the nonsense it yet to stop |
| [01:30.12] |
Jakes shake me down,haters wanna take me down |
| [01:33.23] |
Break it down blaow,all they heard was the sound |
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I'ma start collectin props,connectin plots |
| [01:38.27] |
Networkin like a conference,cuz the nonsense it yet to stop |
| [01:41.70] |
Jakes shake me down,haters wanna take me down |
| [01:43.93] |
Break it down blaow,all they heard was the sound |
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Fuck rappin bout hamburgers |
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I'ma rap about murders, flippin work, and thirty burners |
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The only thing cookin on the stove, is crack in the pot |
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We flip pies like Jack In The Box |
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My .44 be blastin the cops,I mastered the block |
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My cousin's a NARC, said sleep in the day,come out when it's dark |
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Niggaz'll test ya heart-Black Rhinos rip a vest apart |
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Anybody doubt,fuck it we knockin 'em out |
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Trinidad style with a body-shot,loud like when a Rotti' bark |
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Cold John Gotti heart,Can't be broke |
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ain't no joke,yes I smoke,wooden 'dro |
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Five oh-oh, summer '99,I seen the snow |
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Fuck the DEA and CEO |
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it's sour dough nigga,Mr. Moe nigga... |
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Collectin props,collectin props |
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I throw punk niggaz through cement walls,and break sheetrock |
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Compound sound before the beat drop |
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Beat break,I shake shit like Japanese earthquakes |
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Thunderstorm,sweaty palms,grab firearms |
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Blisters on my soles,runnin on hot coals from po-po |
| [02:44.10] |
Ya faced-off,get scraped off my windshield,I been healed |
| [02:47.11] |
Rapped up in my turban, green colored Suburban |
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Bleach fuck a detergent... |
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I whip ass and kick ass and clear paths with blowtorches |
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Burn down fortresses,and crack foreheads like porcelain |
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I got a habit for the beef |
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Put ya soul on a hole of the earth where it's mad deep |
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Don't let that coal burn ya back |
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My name is Pete Power,burn ya gat |
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The devil made me mad,tell him to send me a kite |
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And I'ma send one back with autographs from murder fans... |
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Now I'ma start collectin props, connectin plots |
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Networkin like a conference,cuz the nonsense it yet to stop |
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Jakes shake me down,haters wanna take me down.. |
