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Yeah, it out, y'all
squad, nigga
(First family)
Yeah, squad, nigga
it out
(First family)

The name's
(What up Bill?)
semi-automatic addict for real
Before you me
Know I feel the impact from a gat
Then it kicks back is

I put you back on the rip
Tip and get the split in a shit
(Ain't changed)
I take you motherfuckers to 6
And get to dumpin' off a

(You the game)
You test me?
(You gotta)
Let your time be, there's a long line of
That's to wrong me

I put my down firmly
Stick the nose of my gun in some shit don't concern me
And most dudes like the way I rap
The brown-skinned cat with a fast step, yep

(Retreat)

I would never be disconnected from streets
deep, as the and my
(Ocean, potion)
Is to to fire, nigga
(Know when)
The rules of the motherfucking

Here it is ghetto
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be the move
In other words, the rules
(Stop that)

We make music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
'Cause some be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the

Make way, bitch, I'm coming
I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the are you?
Y'all niggas be, listenin' to that information
Here your

Thugs home team from the BK and move niggas
Run with guns bust off like John Woo
Try to the game, I'ma start somethin'
Try to sabatoge my name, I'ma dumpin'

Why do fucking motherfuckers act like don't be known?
Fizzy Wo, nigga, for broke
So when you low, and hit you with something that gigantic
Automatic and will your ship sink like the Titanic

Now I know, that you against me
And you click, you click, you me too
his man to tell his man, work out another master plan
'Cause I'ma a man, what?

Here it is ghetto
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be fakin' the
In other words, the rules
(Stop that)

We make ghetto
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the

Allow me to express my sympathy
To the family of the cat, that, was hit the penalty
I begged him not to with me
(I tried)
He didn't listen, so they his ass missin'

Put my in the back of his mouth
And his head out do or dead, now
Cold, he actually thought I would
So I tore him a new hole, to nigga's soul

When I off, or I dump off, about eight rounds
Holdin' my spot down, I'ma knock down, about eight
Nigga, don't you ever fuck
the four-pound token

Bonified thugster Brownsville
(What)
Ex-mugger, for your knucka, bucka,
motherfucker
(Fuck ya)

You bought a [unverified] in the heart
and I'ma tear your ass apart
Come on, straight like that,

Firing Squad, nigga,
Hundred and runnin' yeah
One of my motherfuckin' men, the Ripper
Y'know I'm sayin', my nigga City, Teflon
Firing Squad, nigga, for life,