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Geyeah!
em
I ya best hit the ground and don't be late
Crews pay dues we heavy

1:

Been bringin' the pain since hotter july
My do-or-die, insist to ride high
Clients fuck us (uhh uhh)
Like hammer touch us, automatic ruckus
No always get it from the realer
clock the dollar billa
I said y'all ain't never too tall
Like mike gotta motherfucker off the
Needs cos the rats got my pockets with holes
Keeps on my dick like yo' ass suppose
Mr got the paper (uh huh), no doubt
Been doin crimes, one time Eiht and out
stop it though, yo gots pounds to push
In the back of the alley New York to
Got em fly like birds, ok who got the
Keep it cool, one-time try to up
Geyeah!

Ya hit the ground and don't be late
My crews pay we heavy weights
And don't play you might get shot
Cos you ain't got scrill like the we got

2:

Watch out for the
One-time ta get me for the murder wrap
Ain't nuttin
step back, the guns gone clap
Ya know how we do, the crew come
In a minute, wait, '96 ss's
And niggas 'round with s's on their chests
The problem solver, uhh uhh, chrome
Executor, billy the kid the shooter
Got it locked down cos all the be beggin for the tight
My nigga muggs got it sold chynna white
hit the road jack, situation's lookin grim
Be's tina out on a limb
We's pimp niggas, we make the paper on the
Got thousands but still floss on cellulars
I'm ya we runs the whole fuckin show
And you see me go toe-to-toe (bing!)

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3:

I push ya round like mr stuff in the five
No tv keeps my access live
Got the glocks on ready to shake like teddy
Keeps ya distance we be's the gs that's
the cristal chilled in my favourite cup
Gots money to burn, no way is up
I hangs with the playas and rolls the pimps
Keeps my grip, trust a bitch
You knows the business, paper, son
the cash, be's a Nigga On The Run
Better known as who gets the cheesin
Everybody lay down when I starts the
For the money I the evilest things
Keeps my work goin nicely to the happy
It don't to the break o' dawn
Half ounce with the chronic, dom

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Geyeah! (ya hit the ground)
Mc eiht in the one-two (ya best hit the ground)
My muggs in the house one-two (don't play hero)
Can't with the crew, schyeah!
(heavy weights) geeyeah!
'97 in the house, geyeah!

Ya best hit the ground and be late
My crews pay dues we weights
And don't play hero you get shot
Cos you ain't got scrill...muggs one