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

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

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

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(m-child)
Let cha let cha mind
these lyrics I control
Just a to let you see
How m-child do it in flip
Now I'm baddest on a
a new way to be paid
Ain't burn or slice or beat 'em down
With bats and dank
thangs, I'm comin' up
And niggas your life to live
that steel if you real
But you better shoot to
All that flossin' gon' do
Bring a gun the clip
And for the rest of your
You'll be walkin' with a half-ass limp
Read my lips, fuck with us
Because we
And when we on good stuff
a junkie, we be anxious
To get up in yo
And your life with all quickness
A orange mound playa be strictly bout his business
Watch out,
give a fuck, nigga
Walk on top of
We some ass niggas
Prophet I fry
So with me, you can't avoid
Plus the first time you
You goin bungee without the cord, bitch!!!

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(koopsta knicca)
Coulda been a friend, seemed to pimpin'
upon the skin
I had no team, 34
Puttin' them cuts these men
it's on, don't be phony
Tellin' hoes that I love 'em
You think you're tough
Look at ? , hey, they groupies
Nigga, don't a fuck
Wanna know 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
I'm trippin'
'fore I come up, just-a a fuckin' cal
On the ground the 40
Hell, and me criticizing', no
Ho, I sold no dope
Oh shit, shoot me 'cause I'm ?
of them charges, said the sergeant
"you been wanted for the longest, on the street, they you creep"
Nah, nigga, my is ? ?
Well, if you're
Then I'm gonna give you something to
Man, you can take that gat
And stick that heat up ass
in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ?
3 with the tag around my throat, let me go

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

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