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

1:

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

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

2:

Watch out for the
One-time ta get me for the murder wrap
nuttin happenin
Best step back, the gone clap
Ya know how we do, the come strapped
In a minute, wait, pushin '96
And niggas 'round with s's on their chests
The problem solver, uhh uhh, revolver
Executor, the kid the straight shooter
Got it locked down cos all the fiends be for the tight
My nigga muggs got it sold chynna white
Best hit the jack, situation's lookin grim
Be's like out on a limb
We's niggas, we make the paper on the regular
Got thousands but still on burnt-out cellulars
I'm ya we runs the whole fuckin show
And you can't see me go (bing!)

(x2)

3:

I ya round like mr biggs stuff in the five
No tv keeps my access live
Got the glocks on to shake rumps like teddy
ya distance we be's the gs that's deadly
Keeps the cristal in my favourite cup
Gots to burn, no which way is up
I with the playas and rolls with the pimps
my grip, don't 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 down when I the squeezin
For the I do's the evilest things
Keeps my goin nicely to the happy fiends
It don't stop to the o' dawn
Half ounce with the chronic, dom

(x2)

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

Ya best hit the and don't be late
My crews pay dues we heavy
And don't hero you might get shot
Cos you got scrill...muggs one time