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Buck] Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, i lose my pride I hide nigga, This aint a bulletproof ride I be out shit, any nigga wanna try Aint a that they make that can take a chopper A unsolved mystery if its proper Partna, look what to Jimmy Hoffer still aint found 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 shoot 32 shots Cant me i aint ready to get in some shit Make a lane for me, get out the way Been outta control and i got no brakes Like a G would, i do it for the hood If i rob you, then my whole could
Buck] Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you want none then that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of shit Bullets dont no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG the trigger nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im
Fame] Yo i been fuckin with these niggas for a long long time We put it for a long long time Scufflin these streets for a long long time, and aint too fuckin with mine Now i been spittin at you for a long long time Gettin at you bitches for a long long stat, head patrol, anti-actional Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont give a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you blood or Keep ya ear tuned, nigga i be with the grim reaper Stuck in this bitch reefer So, gangsta with it the face the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come on Every street aint a rapper And every rapper a street nigga, so holla at me
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[Verse-Billy Dont bitch out now nigga, you see comin the magnum Heavy copper tops SPIT, clear out ya QUICK M.O.P. we at it again with G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and i'll pump sumthin it CASHVILLE, Buck said they me 'cause im side steppin and grippin my weapon its ugly And yall cant touch me, how you rub me show you the meaning of what a true thug mean Brooklyn, home to the bags and the white sheets Its where we be position niggas of feet Its in the street, FA' SHO! We learn to, kick off a clip and open ya shit at the No moves, dont do it You'll get foul chopped in a bag and in a Buick The of the story is We Get To It the G's roll, and dude i never walk alone
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