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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 ride
Clients fuck us (uhh uhh)
Like can't touch us, automatic ruckus
No always get it from the realer
Constantly clock the billa
I y'all ain't never stood too tall
Like mike motherfucker off the wall
Needs cos the rats got my pockets with holes
bitin on my dick like yo' ass suppose
Mr tony got the paper (uh huh), no
Been crimes, one time gafflin 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?
Keep it cool, try to stick up
Geyeah!

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

2:

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

(x2)

3:

I push ya round like mr biggs in the five
No tv keeps my access live
Got the glocks on ready to shake rumps like
Keeps ya distance we be's the gs that's
the cristal chilled in my favourite cup
Gots to burn, no which way is up
I hangs with the 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 money I do's the evilest
Keeps my goin nicely to the happy fiends
It don't stop to the break o'
Half ounce the chronic, dom perrignon

(x2)

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

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