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Get your position correct, get ammunition correct The tactful tech effect (Bitch) I got a quarter key, you wanna to try to me for it? Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it? Niggaz for, do the same thang for it Penetrate like, uh, poor the gas, blast and bang for it
Y'all to be some type of raw doggs, nigga Fuck around and get your shit like laws, nigga Fantasies formulate So when you get the to format and reshape Relax or we all
We make sure we all We shake tame or aim or all A bitch tried to play me like really real Like I ain't really real and I really got skills (Bitch!) I make you hot like ten tons of rocks The crackin' niggas like cinder blocks, nigga
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I ain't got time to see you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw This ain't about nothin' but and law killin' me What you me for?
Now how you gonna let my looks deceive My raps is lethal I kicks shit that would amaze you, daze you Y'all think my rhymes is voodoo, for the time comin' through Ain't been a yet, already cats wanna eye-screw to pop you, you don't know me duke The one that shoot, you all mad 'cuz I'm spendin'
That you all broke ass niggas been to scoop See I done paid my dues, don't be by the pretty boy image 'Cuz you'll get blasted up in less than a It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all gonna it 'Cuz I bless a track, I spit venom in it So how you wanna do it, rappin' or
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 hold the weight, then don't crates, headed upstate with chrome plates (Check it out)
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto cock and draw I ain't got time to see you saw
Beat mothafucka before I crack your jaw This ain't nothin' but life and law killin' me What you ice-grillin' me
You all fiend, daydream for cream seen gleam for the drop-top I be in You wanna end my life, my niggaz seein' If so happen you did Where the you expect the rest at?
We got that too through a quarter to two Blazin' they duct tapin' you and boo All at the stand, we was once a crew Mad tight, but that's life, I learned the 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 plated position, get penetrated Popes pause, I rise with my doggs And clothes impact and enthrone Gone, zone the 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 on your shoulders? The Freons gettin' Me and my Deion's hittin' corners I got a beam on you high Fuck around and get your fuckin' right
I spreads like bad Bitches get like the blues dicks like whistles Launch like missles, pop like And confuse, misuse, Abuse, buy the
'Cuz I refuse to like EP I to get high live with the DP You raw nigga, you more like subtle Fuck you and rebuttal, you laid in a puddle It's a storm, form reform your form Keep calm or keep drippin' in the twist of the
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw I got time to see what you saw
Beat back before I crack your jaw This about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me you ice-grillin' me for?
Kurupt, young West Coast, East Coast, Raw
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw I ain't got time to see you saw
Beat back before I crack your jaw This ain't nothin' but life and law killin' me What you me for?
Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot