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

1:

Been bringin' the pain since than july
My crews do-or-die, insist to ride
Clients never us (uhh uhh)
Like can't touch us, automatic ruckus
No short-stop always get it the realer
clock the dollar billa
I said y'all never stood too tall
Like mike motherfucker off the wall
Needs cheese cos the got my pockets with holes
bitin on my dick like yo' ass suppose
Mr tony got the paper (uh huh), no
Been doin crimes, one time Eiht and out
Can't stop it though, yo gots pounds to
In the back of the alley New to Cali
Got em fly birds, ok who got the pick-up?
it cool, one-time try to stick up
Geyeah!

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

2:

Watch out for the
One-time tryin ta get me for the murder
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 bailin 'round with s's on chests
The problem solver, uhh uhh, chrome
Executor, the kid the straight shooter
Got it locked cos all the fiends be beggin for the tight
My nigga muggs got it sold like chynna
Best hit the road jack, situation's lookin
Be's like out on a limb
pimp niggas, we make the paper on the regular
Got thousands but floss on burnt-out cellulars
I'm ya we runs the whole fuckin show
And you can't see me go (bing!)

(x2)

3:

I push ya round like mr biggs in the five
No tv screen keeps my live
Got the on ready to shake rumps like teddy
Keeps ya we be's the gs that's deadly
Keeps the chilled in my favourite cup
money to burn, no which way is up
I hangs with the and rolls with the pimps
Keeps my grip, trust a bitch
You the business, it's paper, son
Gets the cash, be's a On The Run
known as chester who gets the cheesin
Everybody lay when I starts the squeezin
For the money I do's the evilest
Keeps my goin nicely to the happy fiends
It stop to the break o' dawn
Half ounce the chronic, dom perrignon

(x2)

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

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