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[intro - gangsta
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
I'm bringin' a lot of today
I'm m-child
I'm two for ya
I'm bringin' the pain nigga
'cause I come, I'm comin' for you
So you better ask
For the 9-8, 2 g's nigga
I'm over
You this type of shit
Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, prophet
you bitch!

(m-child)
1 - when we high off green and gin
Ain't no tellin we'll do
You got some with the crew?
(fuck you! you!)
that heat we be bussin
Conversation no
Hollow points comin straight at you!
(fuck you! you!)

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[gangsta
Bustin' bitches daily, maybe it's the in me
I wanna see what you for, shake 'em and see
Time to steal, time to kill, to get real, and wassup
I'm just a beefin' in the club, tear fuckin' bitch up
I'm in the 'round some smoke, smokin' fine ass weed
Freakin' like vanessa del rio, won't you take you a
Mob, it was me, bringin' to the door
I be the unabomber, bombin' bitches and mo'
So time to go toe to toe, with a bitch be rockin'
Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your be droppin'
You fuckin' bitch, spittin' rhythms in rhyme like a joke
I'm gonna tote you like a 90 I'm pullin' that dope
I know hopin' that I'll fall to my face, but I ain't
My shoes are stuck to the ground when I out on bank
fuckin' lp dropped like it's some rice
We be straight 9:15, bitch, fuck your spot
Nigga!

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(m-child)
Let cha let cha mind
With these I control
a peak to let you see
How m-child do it in mode
Now I'm on a level
Find a new way to be
Ain't gon' burn or or beat 'em down
With bats and dank
Yellin' thangs, I'm up
And niggas want your life to
that steel if you real
But you better to kill
All that flossin' gon' do
a gun without the clip
And for the rest of life
You'll be walkin' around a half-ass limp
Read my lips, don't with us
Because we
And when we on that good
Like a junkie, we be
To get up in yo
And your life with all quickness
A orange playa that be strictly bout his business
out, nigga
Don't a fuck, nigga
Walk on top of
We some mean ass
Prophet I fry
So fuck me, you can't avoid
the first time you slip
You bungee jumpin without the cord, bitch!!!

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(koopsta knicca)
Coulda a friend, seemed to busy pimpin'
Gettin' upon the
I had no team, 34
Puttin' them cuts these men
Again on, don't be phony
these hoes that I love 'em
You think you're tough
at your ? , hey, they groupies
Nigga, don't a fuck
know 'bout better things
That fool is be ?
doja, what I saw is me
I get the motha-fucka off
B-b-ba-da-boom,
Loadin' got me down
Swear I'm
'fore I up, just-a left a fuckin' cal
On the ground the 40
Hell, and me criticizing', no
Ho, I sold no dope
Oh shit, then shoot me I'm ?
Some of charges, said the sergeant
"you been wanted for the longest, on the street, call you creep"
Nah, nigga, my is ? ?
Well, if you're
Then I'm gonna you something to collect
Man, you can take mothafuckin' gat
And stick heat up your ass
in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ?
3 with the tag my throat, gotta let me go

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[prophet
2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
you, fuck you

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