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Yeah, check it out,
Firing squad,
(First family)
Yeah, squad, nigga
it out
(First family)

The Bill
(What up Bill?)
I'ma semi-automatic addict for
you test me
Know I feel that the from a gat
it kicks back is sexy

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

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

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

(Retreat)

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

Here it is music
(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 words, breakin' the rules

Make way, bitch, I'm coming
I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the fuck are
Y'all be, listenin' to that false information
your [unverified]

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

Why do motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known?
Wo, nigga, going for broke
So when you low, come and hit you with that gigantic
Automatic and will make ship sink like the Titanic

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

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

We ghetto music
(Rock that)
it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some be fakin' the move
In other words, the rules

Allow me to my deepest 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 found his ass missin'

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

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

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

You musta bought a in the heart
Flinch and tear your ass apart
Come on, like that, nigga

Squad, nigga, ha-ha-hah
Hundred and runnin' yeah
One of my motherfuckin' men, Flipper the
Y'know I'm sayin', my nigga City, Teflon
Squad, nigga, for life, yeah