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

(m-child)
1 - when we high off that and gin
Ain't no what we'll do
You got ani' with the crew?
(fuck you! you!)
With that we be bussin
Conversation no
Hollow points they comin at you!
(fuck you! you!)

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[gangsta
bitches daily, maybe it's the herb in me
I wanna see what you for, shake 'em and see
to steal, time to kill, time to get real, and wassup
I'm just a in the club, tear that fuckin' bitch up
I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, fine ass weed
Freakin' like vanessa del rio, you take you a peak
Mob, it was me, shit to the door
I be the lady unabomber, bitches and mo'
So time to go toe to toe, with a that be rockin'
Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til body be droppin'
You fuckin' bitch, rhythms in your rhyme like a joke
I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when I'm that dope
I know you're hopin' that I'll to my face, but I ain't
My shoes are stuck to the ground when I walk out on
fuckin' 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
With lyrics 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 slice or 'em down
With bats and prophet
Yellin' thangs, I'm up
And niggas want your life to
Pack that steel if you
But you better to kill
All that flossin' ain't do
a gun without the clip
And for the rest of your
You'll be walkin' around with a half-ass
Read my lips, don't with us
we dangerous
And we on that good stuff
Like a junkie, we be
To get up in yo
And your life with all quickness
A mound playa that be strictly bout his business
out, nigga
Don't a fuck, nigga
Walk on top of
We some ass niggas
'til I fry
So with me, you can't avoid
the first time you slip
You goin jumpin without the cord, bitch!!!

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(koopsta knicca)
Coulda a friend, seemed to busy pimpin'
upon the skin
I had no team, 34
Puttin' cuts upon these men
Again it's on, be phony
these hoes that I love 'em
You think you're tough
Look at your ? , hey, they
Nigga, give a fuck
Wanna 'bout better things
That fool is be ?
Raisin' doja, I saw is me
I get the motha-fucka off
B-b-ba-da-boom,
got me goin' down
Swear I'm
'fore I come up, just-a left a cal
On the ground the 40
Hell, and me criticizing', no
Ho, I never no dope
Oh shit, shoot me 'cause I'm ?
Some of them charges, said the
"you been wanted for the longest, on the street, they you creep"
Nah, nigga, my is ? ?
Well, if you're
Then I'm give you something to collect
Man, you can that mothafuckin' gat
And stick heat up your 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...
Fuck you, you

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