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Buck] Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, before i my pride I dont hide nigga, This a bulletproof ride I be out shit, before any nigga try Aint a vest that make that can take a chopper A unsolved mystery if its proper Partna, look what happened to Hoffer They still aint his ass so who shot em AK'z i got em, i alot of em I got it lookin like Fort in this bitch A .40 Cal glock 32 shots Cant me i aint ready to get in some shit a lane for me, homie get out the way Been outta control and i got no brakes Like a G would, i just do it for the If i rob you, then my whole block
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Fame] Yo i been fuckin with these Brownville niggas for a long long We put it for a long long time Scufflin these streets for a long long time, and aint too many fuckin mine Now i been spittin at you bitches for a long long at you bitches for a long long time Brownsville stat, patrol, anti-actional Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont give a (blllllaaattt) if you blood or 'causein Keep ya ear tuned, nigga i be with the grim reaper Stuck in this bitch reefer So, gangsta it with the face the Face the boogy with the gangstas, boogy come on Every street nigga a rapper And every rapper a street nigga, so holla at me
Buck] Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you dont want none then ass better run You can get hit in the middle of shit dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
Danze] Dont bitch out now nigga, you see with the magnum Heavy copper SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it again G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and i'll sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, said they love me 'cause im side steppin and grippin my when its ugly And yall cant touch me, how you rub me I'll show you the of what a true thug mean Brooklyn, to the black bags and the white sheets Its where we be niggas of their feet Its in the street, FA' SHO! We learn to, kick off a clip and ya shit at the door No sudden moves, do it You'll get foul chopped in a bag and in a Buick The moral of the is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i never walk
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