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Get your position correct, get your ammunition The tactful technician effect (Bitch) I got a quarter key, you to try to stick me for it? Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it? Niggaz hang for, do the same for it Penetrate like, uh, poor the gas, and then bang for it
Y'all supposed to be some type of raw doggs, Fuck around and get your shit spit laws, nigga Fantasies formulate So you get the formula to format Restructure and Relax or we all
We make we shake all We shake or aim or flame all A bitch tried to play me like nothing's real Like I really real and I ain't really got skills (Bitch!) I you hot like ten tons of lava rocks The Juggernaut crackin' niggas like cinder blocks,
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We it hot nigga raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I ain't got to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I your jaw ain't about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me What you me for?
Now how you gonna let my looks deceive you? My raps is I kicks shit that amaze you, they daze you think my rhymes is voodoo, for the first time comin' through Ain't been a minute yet, already cats eye-screw to pop you, you don't know me duke The one that shoot, you all mad I'm spendin' loot
That you all broke ass niggas been to scoop See I done my dues, don't be fooled by the pretty boy image 'Cuz get blasted up in less than a minute It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all feel it 'Cuz when I bless a track, I spit in it So how you do it, rappin' or gun-clappin'
or, it could happen Kurupt, move the glock to his mouth for they I bet next time you stay in a child's is Rome folks talkin', you don't relate If you can't the weight, then don't debate Pushin' crates, headed upstate chrome plates (Check it out)
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot nigga raw, my nigga Kurupt with the auto metal and draw I ain't got time to see you saw
back mothafucka before I crack your jaw This ain't about nothin' but and law killin' me What you me for?
You all fiend, daydream for I've seen Eyes for the drop-top I be in You wanna end my life, my niggaz seein' If so you did that Where the you expect the rest at?
We got too comin' through a quarter to two they duct tapin' you and your boo All at the revenue stand, we was a crew Mad tight, but life, I learned the game Same cats that you roll with split your game
See, I'm in it for the Nigga, the fame (Nigga, the fame, mothafuck the fame)
I play the nickel plated position, get Popes just pause, I rise with my And collar clothes impact and Gone, the dome and then blown I raw before I saw raw before Mack milli's, 11's and four-four's
Me and my Shawn What you got weight on your The Freons colder Me and my Deion's hittin' corners I got a on you chest high around and get your fuckin' chest right
I spreads like bad get played like the blues Blowin' like whistles Launch missles, pop like pistols And confuse, misuse, Abuse, buy the
'Cuz I refuse to like EP I prefer to get live with the DP You ain't raw nigga, you more like Fuck you and your rebuttal, you in a puddle a storm, form reform your label form Keep calm or keep in the twist of the swarm
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We it hot nigga raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto cock and draw I ain't got to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw This ain't nothin' but life and law Niggaz me you ice-grillin' me for?
Kurupt, Gotti Coast, East Coast, nigga Raw
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I ain't got to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka I crack your jaw This ain't about nothin' but and law killin' me What you me for?
Gimmewhutchagot nigga, nigga