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Just understand the whole shit son, y'know
too much doodoo over here, there's doodoo over there
Knowhati'msayin? get with the real, here
And the from there
And make it mo' better like everywhere
Yaknowhati'msayin? duo times two bro

Fucking global, fucking in this rap shit

is bon jovi..

Yo, whattup, yo.. you how me and ruck go
Worldwide boot camp with smoke by the
Or the west coast, they show me tons of love
Doc and tray deee crackin jokes bout n drugs
Buggin on this rap shit from coast to coast
Why not the real from both sides and go for broke?
No ass joke, like or rakim, long arms like down syms
Snatch up hoe, fuck her or pass it, it don't mean na-thing

What's the deal pah? i hope shit is and love
But if it ain't it I'm forced to release these slugs
these thugs, sean price, mc most miraculous
When pumped up, I'm forced to jump up and smack the shit
Act like it can't happen would I ever let you slide
Two fly niggaz becomin victims of
You try to avoid my that's when you die
News fly as fuck on how ruckus done bruised guys
niggaz screamin, "ruck you on some other shit"
Mad cause I make music no for the love of it
What is this? y'all niggaz is like some velvet
You get with, a single shot to your pelvis

Now your hands in the air if you feel this here
bump everywhere because it's real this year
From the city of beach to my home brownsville
Cause real recognize everytime for real

Who mashes with the craziest niggaz in
Kill em willingly who got the to make a sound?
My style break blocks corners avenues and
It's about time to mash in, a ride
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the
Steadily givin these niggaz don't pass these zones
I the unusual cruicial life, so pay attention
As I through, for you and your crew
It's just a man and his music, I afraid to use
I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I it's useless
To step to this, we in effect we
Contain the mental murderous and ain't to diss

We can't quit we stop we got to do this shit (do this shit)
heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run this shit)
If you don't know you gotta know you never trust a (never trust a bitch)
trump tight, we try to run this shit (run this shit)

Life without money, that's like breathing no air
Prepare, no love in warfare
Engage, I meet the page, like nicholas cage
And get served, front and stage
I'm breakin through, throw up teflon barriers
And get penetrated, superior
Hostile, apostle in 3-d
every galaxy, throwin up d.p.

We in the house, when we outdoors
We in the house dick in your bitch mouth
here to down south to the westside, my vocals test drive
You crazy, the I spit'll make a nigga praise me
So say oh, you the real shit frequently
Oh for dogg p-o-u-n-d and
Me, bummy j and the d-a-z dillinger and
And kurupt we equal fo' bad motherfuckers
You want lumps? we got some, worse than that we got
From hot ones, to legal shotguns, up I'm not done
Oowops son, and mad glock 9's, the red dot
To make a hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?

At the same time, you can catch me on corners yeah smokin
Hopin these, niggaz battle the ruckus vocally
Potentcy, that's what I'm kickin while all you be
On bullshit, niggaz you movin at a slower speed
You it's the, show after-party hotel like jodeci
Make me blow the out these bitches bangin they ovaries
I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I
Smack the shit out of any nigga I that's clonin me

Now who, to be a real dope mc
heltah skeltah and the d-p-g
Swervin all through your town
And layin punk down, hah!

Man, these niggaz me? I thinks not
That's facin a in a fuckin tanktop
I took tricks to new jerz to cod
You could be adventureous up against odds
And face a poltergeist, I it to you nice
And have the whole scenery surrounded the vice
Who could it be comin through in all
Dogg gangstaz, number one, number two
Never the principle, the top principal
Up against the top invincible, rhyme
I lay the on the table, take a pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity
That's all the bullshit ceases, this whole frame
And format crumble right before his eyes into
Fake ass assassin with no and no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows, and no
Waitin for poetical satan, creatin
Runnin camps like walter payton
I'm all about money makin, and not makin
You're only what you create in the garden of snakes

Yeah, and how we do it
Heltah skeltah and tha dogg
this motherfucker
Yeah!