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It was, four in the got a call on the cell
What the hell, you niggaz shot at?
Yo, they missed her, blazed fired pistols
Now it's our to play calypsos

Yo, me and you, me by the two
A war goin' on, that's the crews
both your arms, Rel and Moose down in St. John's
I wish my was home, the black Fonz

Yo, we charms as big as Vegas
Different crews of different size try to hate us
Top of the like Bulls and y'all cats is Lakers
Trash since left, but he was the greatest

Aiyyo, we call Shan, yo Shan God
You and got the info?
Them cats that to shoot Moose's hitmen yo?
A nigga Ricky from the Bronx, cold wop city

Thugged out, his gat mad sickly
I low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe
Them my click, we three amigos, they said
That they knew the cat, where he live at
And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look

Ricky got no kids and no wifey
So when I get there God it's like more than
Ricky like Ricardo plus Renaldo
So when I get there, take the coat, the cargo, what?

We strong arm, blazin' long kong
When the beef come niggaz on

We strong arm, blazin' firearm long
When the beef come storm on

Yo, a day pass, I'm bandana'd up with a mask
shot up the whole spot, crib to grass
Pissed in his toilet, on his walls, in his
Cut Ricky his neck to his balls

Anyone can bust a gun and stab a nigga is
you gotta have the guts for the way that it feels
Word got back, them niggaz said, a rat
All that, coke we took, yea, we the crack

The police don't really want us, they the coke back
It's impossible, just ask the word by the
Across from the mall right in Hoffman
It's in tennis bags, guarded by a Iraqs

Yo, we low, beside the Jake, there go, Roberto
The of Ricky, he 'posed to be wild, it's gettin' deep
How he knew where I'm at, how he knew how I
The fools pulled out, no doubt, Roberto grabbed the ?

We hit the spot, then we hopped in the
Now a chase on the highway, the L I Es
Yo, fools? Niggaz drive by me
banner, not he? Aqui

We strong arm, firearm long kong
When the beef come storm on

Aiyyo, we just into the pole, now we roll
Another Dutchie, calm down and
On foot, my whole click, got
Of the whole output, now we

Yo, any be a man for a minute y'know
Then he, turn around he know you got dough
It's like a cycle, read psycho, man in the mirror
Like Michael, my whole down to snipe you

then, Roberto had beef, with melanin men
Every nigga he hate, was than him
Older niggaz than him, stay on him
Tellin' him he weak, he ain't my skin

But again CNN prevail, thorough
'Cause even the G-est don't really hell
I did from Iraq to livin' the cell
So y'all niggaz know, what? Meet you back in what?

We strong arm, blazin' long kong
When the beef come storm on

We strong arm, blazin' long kong
When the beef come storm on