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1:

Never duck another fucker repeat it
Never duck another fucker
Nigga better it
put the cerebellum in mode
For a foe can never get
with what a know
syllable fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo pain hearing pitiful game,
this is pain
in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to
the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a to fuck
Kill a nigga he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get your on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the middle I'm a little
And And I meant it
when I said it you that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
you wanna get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy
We don't ever and take a minute
we

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

Never let a mother fucker
see ya
Bleed the chest no regret
A fun day a Sunday paper
So I can read the I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he hate or
The of love
a nigga if you steppin to me
You will never
Nigga if I it Imma finish it
Run up on a mother
while he a chick
Put a in her head while she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in your face the bane
You bury some its mother shame
we carry
If you don't you're insane or dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
a nigga know
A mother fuckin' round spit
Fuckin' around with the killa and shit.
If you really do it nigga we can step into
Put us up against some mother
and we thru it
Fuck a buck a nigga
if he he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a
we jus,

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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They come bets to fight fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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3:

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

(2x):

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