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The Legit came out with with an unbelievable album
a truce put the side on the news
Got that'll ride from the loc to the deuce

I heard a shot flip nigga gimme a bitch
At the Martigra crowd flipping the
You still a bitch
Sticking ya up at a meter now you die how do ya figure

Acting with your Capri's on
I come out at the neck of the woods on ya ass nigga on
And ya from no ain't shit to me
Bring that ass to the tailor talking sent ya ass history

Evident you you weren't to be
Jacking another niggas loot and fucking up the currency
Born and bad outta the crowd
Like Guenna you don't wanna see me angry pal
I'll raise up on ya ass a root canal

Get fucking up shit like the trench coat
Unbelievable how we ya

Them street boys will get ya
Betta be ducking you running or they gonna hit ya
Them West guys will get ya
Burning the off the 20's before they get with ya

Them South boys will get ya
Ready to roll straight control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi Town will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Let 'em all now we piece and spit
Talk about shit bout we ain't thangs
I gave two to the pork chop and watch his body drop man
Let em test the skills of us niggas triggerly inclined

Dump off on the rocks and Monica red
While blocks young on the grind
Out on the field would a tribe nigga do
In a kill or be situation

Drama's what you facing
While he running I'm walking like
your motherfucking body like grave dig
Then we you all the say did

I bring pain to y'all who be hating
Fortification my nation got me sniffing up information
the body dig a ditch
Bury the motherfuckers old ancient blue prints

Execute you use 'em, find 'em, hit 'em, split 'em 4 to the
What a way make to rhinos rip the flesh
God bless us that hold our own controls
On a mission yanking the snitch to get it on

24 hour ghetto is at the door
Lynch mob made me how you and your goofy
And your is gone, suffocating em by dozens
with grim reapers handing out some good guns

And it all off some shit you said
Now at the little pus dressed up in red

Them state street boys get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's they get with ya

Them South boys will get ya
Ready to roll straight outta control off the liquor
Chi Town boys will get ya
Throw up your and bust a slug and be pure scripture

Them St. Louis boys get ya
be ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them guys with get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get ya

Them boys will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Them dirty South will get yet
Throw up your guns and a slug and be pure scripture

Whatcha gone do when niggas run up to you
Don't fold mean mugging you with them thangs out
How you play that terror roll
Or let the march unfold slaughtery act at 11 to it and die

Laid off in the streets with a psychotic thugs stop playing for keeps
He waiting to get for your and your peeps
Clock ticking slow its a quarter three
Lights on lights off in your

Your block's having problems electricity
Beat gang and in the of the one you envy
So go struck chains greens and weed
Burn off a little bit of rubber if you ride me

the clip in and put your pistol back on your hip
And I'm you half of the wild green
Down with niggas Mob stability
keep em feeling me we bogus with vocal trilogy

Get in a game you get crapped out
Spooking the mouses design got them niggas pulling macs out
For the love of the green promotion
if I expose ya mad assed out blowing some backs out

Them street boys will get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before get with ya

Them side boys will get ya
Ready to roll outta control scummy off the liquor
Chi Town boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Them St. boys will get ya
Betta be ducking you running or they gonna hit ya
Them Houston guys get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get ya

Them East Coast boys get ya
Ready to roll straight outta scummy off the liquor
Them dirty South will get yet
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture