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Krayzie: ***** 'em, let the law end, 'cause we simply get the raw end. |
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Coffins open, dump 'em all in. |
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Krayzie: Nine millimeters, three-eighty's, you're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause |
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I go with plenty artillery, cover your *******t, it be gauges and uzis. |
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Let us begin with bullets, (can't none of they) break out the *****s from prison and let 'em come with us--retaliation. |
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We come and blast 'em with leather masks on. |
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Let loose. Wish: *****, beware when your rollin' down the |
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Clair. These *****s is killas that are fearless thuggish ruggish *****s from |
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Cleveland. We steadily creepin' on ya, and you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep, ho-check, you don't wanna ***** with |
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Bone. Let loose. Layzie: |
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*****, bulletproof, if a mutha*****a pull it, then he better shoot. |
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***** never no 9-1-1 to your rescue, never respect you, blowin' your chest through. |
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Labelled as a menace, but |
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I'm still it, yes, and |
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I'm in it to the finish. |
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Better check my manuscript: killa, for realer, drugdealer, little *****, cap peeler. |
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Bailin' through the Land equipped with a pistol grip pump shotty, shotty. |
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Jumped off in my hottie. |
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***** lodi dodi, rollin' through your party, fin to show you this |
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Mo Thug bomber, yeah. |
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Bizzy: When I storm my cause up outta (?), get me, badge. |
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War anytime I (?). Come with the war, ***** gonna get yours, expect the four, ***** bring your (chrome), and don't you start and not finish. |
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You with it or you against it? |
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On the hit list, couldn't resist it, *****, you risk it, here to stick with it. |
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To the po-po, you-know-who don't roll in a sixty-fo' |
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Impala. Go look, better search, and out the door, runnin' 'til |
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