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

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

*bounty killer rhymes and

[big
M-o-b-b dunn, let's get it on
Wit bounty killer, yo it's this dunn
Aiyyo cock that shit, pop that
Squeeze off, let em how real this is
M-o-b-b, d-double-e-p wit bounty
No other gun keep a round like this
>from q-u-double-e-n-s, my bomb borough, till the day of my
Whether in shit I been in, runnin the block
shots wit the lindon, listen
We all been ac-tion, you know the last me blastin
The last man standin, pack shit than bare wake
Neither the jake nor the gon' stop it
You know the mobb off rockets
Gun burners spit like lungies,
Still nuttin pop but the shells, these words from hell
These are slugs, something you
A gun runner nigga for nigga

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

killer rhymes and chants*