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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but that MOB
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Nuttin but This shit

"Infamous it on ya forehead baby,
be acting like shit is all gravy
Load up the 4-5 bout to get
I'm in the street Dunn i run this city
Smokin' that icky i cant feel my face
must be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam Keep it Poppin Dunn did it again
While kick true shootouts with black mac's
ask around the way, niggas i did that
pump drugs all night rockin a ski
We last longer than all Frank heads
Take shake feds that like to break bread
Chicken-Heads thast part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My in Yambo
Ya Looking for Twin I Got of Ammo
in The Streets yall niggas forced to lay Low

I been threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
Pull out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My like a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

I been through threats,
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

P a Filter
I Run the comb through the hood and my target,
..Comb the Hood.
Find his apartment, Wildlife
You food in the forest, this MOB shit..
Here's a Riddle him to the hospital
Whats Black with the White Sheet and Red All
here's War, You Just another Dead Soldier
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much More Fowl, Much Wild
The Chopper Chop, The Popper Go Pow
This ain't no 80's Shit is Right Now
I transcend Time This is Two Twelve
Ya Need a smack in the Back a ya Head
system Corrupt, Better wake up Kid
Cause there's nothing we can do cept the word
And then one day we can all the world..

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to def.
& Havoc
Do it to the def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.
Joey &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
On the East and Coast
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.

I been through threats, Tec's [or like Im to adress threats, tec's]
Pull out and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I Like a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I been through threats,
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My To Shine
I sparkle Like a
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Cutta