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I'm a N.W.A. with a nineteen glizzy I'm all thugged and Krazyie, Layzie, Flesh, Wish and I'm too wild, you wanna see my act up Police gotta call the national guard for up
My shit don't stink, I never my link Shyheim never My eyes cheat me And my army same, same
him for his mink Ya'll niggaz on some frontin' shit, amped off a Money the Brink truck, bomb you till you faint I roll top rank, soon to judge the angel's saints
I'm ghetto like, 'Sun-do', Clansman We banned the tunnel We're scorin' touchdowns, why ya'll wack fumble And talk about the projects, we see you come through Catch 'em at their shows, they're in a limo
We claimin' Donnie Brasco, Robert Deniros We're dirty heros in the six double zeros Benzes, glocks with the lenses Money over bitches, like P, I'm
is infinite, me and Shy run together Like sentences We're co-defendants, menace I became a Doe, so I can't be printed
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Aiyyo, war faces, I see outside the court cases I see the first chapter become the bone body I roll with haters, down to mat rafters Out to put the gat to playin' actor
up Jacob's Ladder, the common factor Red hook, never shake hooks or get you took hook, Indian givers with a sick look Hit the book, I was hit with the book
I'm a walkin' time bomb, I weed to keep me calm It's like she said, "I'm a bad fucker" When she my palms, I did armed fuckin' felony And my moms tellin' me, I'm twenty-seven D.B.D.
For reals and a madman in a a raider Is where we the grills It's all about the hundred dollar bills, nigga If shorty pussy's too big, I stick it in her
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