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1:

Never duck another mother repeat it
duck another mother fucker
Nigga better it
put the cerebellum in killa
For real a foe can get
what a gorilla know
Killa syllable
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo hearing your pitiful game,
this is political
Deep in the pit of yo let it rain
a unforgettable aim
Nigga for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause up
get your ride on is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you don't wanna get in
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy
We don't ever stop and take a
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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They come bets to fight every
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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Spray might result in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a hatin' mother
see ya
the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a Sunday
So I can read the I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he or penetrate
The loop of
a nigga made if you to me
You will never
Nigga if I start it finish it
Run up on a mother
while he fuckin' a
Put a bullet in her head while she suckin' the
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby irrelevant
You got it with yo that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in face with the bane
You some its mother fuckin' shame
we guns
If you don't you're insane or dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you (you scarred)
cause a nigga
A mother fuckin' round spit
Fuckin' with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step
Put us up against some fuckers
and we thru it
Fuck a buck a nigga
if he think a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you that
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if you're like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we jus,

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some buckin'
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot will done
Fuckin' wit a crazy insane
wanna trip but they know
I'm too mother fuckin'
ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you you were in Vietnam
When I explode aint nuttin
but remains for those who are
For fuckin' wit a nigga
Mentally minded mad mother mad man
is out to
Sinkin' punks like sand
and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a bag
If you get fucked up
There it is you bitch made
nigga runnin'
When I'm playin' the trigga
of an uzi a twelve
Really don't matter many die
the shot gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2
2 street boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 up and talk shit
Admit ya your little ass got lit
I wanna be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I be the one to hit'em with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And And I meant it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we breathe

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some buckin'
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Spray guns might result in you bussin'
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