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It was, four in the got a call on the cell
What the hell, you just shot at?
Yo, they missed her, blazed most pistols
Now our turn to play calypsos

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We hit the spot, we hopped in the whips
Now it's a on the highway, the L I Es
Yo, them fools? Niggaz by me
Iraq banner, not he?

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

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

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

Since then, had beef, with melanin men
Every he hate, was darker than him
Older niggaz him, stay buggin' on him
him he weak, he ain't touch my skin

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

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

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