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[bounty
I saw these fools tryin to get around, tryin to let me
And all dat, ha but I got an way to let dem drown
Wit these guns of navarrone, I shoot dem like al capone
dem to the zones of bones, like dat well
*begins and rhyming*

Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me
Big pipes like thunder
by the skin of my teeth, I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga to approach like that,
Wrong nigga for threats, lone wit long chrome
And we can dance till one of us
You score points fallin wit good
I'm the wrong for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very nigga you should ever blast your gun
To the floor, actin you goin to war
Now you fucked up, here come a real rocket
Flame thrower, wit a iron rod
That be the ruger, y'all niggas keep hard
But who the loser you can't walk your hood at night
And you can't outside without fear
Am I in your often? while you be walkin?
Foot soldier catch you at the corner
Keep me on your mind and don't
Man the you slip wit those, that's your ass

*bounty rhymes and chants*

noyd]
M-o-b-b dunn, get it on dunn
Wit bounty killer, yo it's like dunn
Aiyyo cock that shit, pop that
off, let em know how real this is
M-o-b-b, d-double-e-p wit killer
No other gun runners keep a round like
>from q-u-double-e-n-s, my bomb borough, the day of my death
Whether in shit I in, runnin down the block
Sprayin shots wit the lindon,
We all been through ac-tion, you know the last me
The last man standin, pack shit than bare wake
Neither the jake nor the snakes gon' it
You know the mobb off rockets
Gun burners like lungies, dummies
Still nuttin pop but the shells, these ain't from hell
These are slugs, you feel
A gun runner nigga for real

Yo hear my gat blow, you spit out crack
The actual, that brand new six you couldn't seem to whip
Empty the clip, sure no friendly get hit
you layin bloodied up in the six
Flee the frontline, dismantle gap and
Then watch the twelve o'clock and hear them shout you out
Plug leak, rug right from under your feet
You runnin the streets, you want no problems wit us
Everyday is like fourth of to us
Henny in my cup beside the gat find in my clutch
wit the plan and you will get touched
Let the liquor talk for you and you will get
Full fledge, like ra let em know the
While you slippin off edge, shorty's givin me head
em legs like guns when I'm cockin to spray
Poppin your way, shit that's hot your way

*bounty rhymes and chants*