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[bounty
I saw these fools tryin to get around, 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 zones of bones, like dat
*begins chanting and

Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, 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 wanna at me?
I'm the wrong nigga to approach that, homes
Wrong nigga for threats, lone wit long chrome
And we can dance one of us drop
You score points fallin wit good
I'm the wrong for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you ever blast your gun
To the floor, actin you goin to war
Now you fucked up, come a real rocket launcher
Flame thrower, wit a iron rod
That be the ruger, niggas keep tryin hard
But who the loser when you can't your hood at night
And you can't outside without fear
Am I in your thoughts while you be walkin?
Foot soldier catch you at the corner
Keep me on your and don't slumber
Man the minute you wit those, that's your ass

*bounty killer rhymes and

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M-o-b-b dunn, let's get it on
Wit bounty killer, yo it's this dunn
Aiyyo that shit, pop that shit
Squeeze off, let em know how this is
M-o-b-b, wit bounty killer
No gun runners 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, down the block
Sprayin wit the lindon, listen
We all been through ac-tion, you know the last me
The last man standin, pack shit long than bare
Neither the jake nor the snakes 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, you feel
A gun runner nigga for nigga

Yo hear my gat blow, make you spit out
The actual, brand new six that you couldn't seem to whip
the clip, make sure no friendly get hit
While you layin up in the six
Flee the frontline, dismantle gap and
Then watch the twelve news and hear them shout you out
Plug leak, rug right from under your feet
You runnin the streets, you don't want no wit us
is like fourth of july to us
Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll find in my
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
Cockin em legs like guns when I'm cockin to
Poppin your way, sendin that's hot your way

*bounty killer and chants*