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Geyeah!
em
I said ya best hit the ground and be late
Crews pay dues we heavy

1:

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

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

2:

Watch out for the
tryin ta get me for the murder wrap
Ain't nuttin
Best back, the guns gone clap
Ya know how we do, the crew strapped
In a minute, wait, '96 ss's
And niggas bailin 'round with s's on chests
The problem solver, uhh uhh, revolver
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 white
Best hit the road jack, situation's lookin
like tina out on a limb
We's pimp niggas, we make the paper on the
Got thousands but still floss on cellulars
I'm tellin ya we runs the fuckin show
And you see me go toe-to-toe (bing!)

(x2)

3:

I push ya round like mr stuff in the five
No tv screen keeps my live
Got the glocks on ready to rumps like teddy
Keeps ya we be's the gs that's deadly
the cristal chilled in my favourite cup
Gots to burn, no which way is up
I hangs the playas and rolls with the pimps
my grip, don't trust a bitch
You the business, it's paper, son
Gets the cash, a Nigga On The Run
known as chester who gets the cheesin
Everybody lay down when I the squeezin
For the money I the evilest things
my work goin nicely to the happy fiends
It don't stop to the o' dawn
ounce with 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 one-two (don't play hero)
fuck 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 play hero you might get shot
Cos you got scrill...muggs one time