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[Kool G.
Yo a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
The thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
or get your split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
Niggaz is struck with the underworld

Yo it was midnight and rainy and, spotted three Panamanians
Gold chains, and Iranians
Pulled out to stain me and, these cats might try to me
and shit, be hit sent from this bitch nigga Damien
to slang 'caine, back to back, up in this game we in
Went against the grain when he got in his cranium
Now he got cats all on my back, tryin to me and
Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal
Drew the Eagle, blew two
and made one of the two see-through, but I see two
of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to
that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal
alien-ass out of the grass
Put extra clips upon the dash and to blast
Fire flashed, I left another one of em
The bloodbath, three niggaz dead on the ave
Went to a phone to hit my nigga Big C,
Yo dig the shit G, these niggaz to hit me
Yo meet me in fifty, with Big Ash, be movin quickly
I'm about to hit D, put that motherfucker six
"Aiyyo what happened G?" on the ave was clappin at me
Bustin at me, to put caps in my nappy
"Yo as as you made it kid I'm happy"
We still to where this cat be, with AK's all day
up my nigga Jay, call the nigga Damien for me okay?
Make it 3:38, straight, this is what you say
"Aiyyo we up, he got away"
If he play, split his toupee, we on our way
to this office, with armed forces, he showin softness
and watchin, racin with other bosses
Pulled out the torch and, the nigga saw the guns, got
He probably got none, knowin he to catch a hot one
Terrorizin the whole son, the phone rung
He acted like it was the wrong number, lookin all
Hands on the glock spun, minutes later, the shots rung
That nigga got done, with his hand on a cocked gun

Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck
The wrong thug kid to buck with, you duck quick
or get your shit split, with shit, from outta the clip
Niggaz is with the underworld click

Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck
The wrong thug kid to with, you better duck quick
or get your split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
Niggaz is struck the underworld click

14 in '95, time about 4:45
I'm coppin pies in a
Dealin with shit like this you need five eyes, dinosaur
These chi-chi's, have you covered with flies
Came in two wiseguys, fuckin guns big as lifesize
Had a chick up on the bed and shit, the nice thighs
Yo senorita, mamasita, wish to with boricua cliqua
Arriba, flashed the now
she started talkin, seconds later two Cubans in
Holdin packages of silver and, shit ain't the raw and
became a war man, he put two in my man's internal
But for the poison, tryin to fuckin Freemen Morgan
Two hit the floorin, with blood pourin, em snorin
Their wigs tore in, layin all up against the door
the nigga spray, I a slug in my shoulder blade
My boulder grazed, I'm catchin flashbacks of days
in the small caves, I'm dazed and
She to bed with the spray shit, tryin to lay shit
OK bitch, and fuck the gay shit, to lay shit
and left the brave bitch wet, of her neck and face hit
Emptied the clip, then it
Niggaz is on the floor tomato
wasted, eras-ted
Bonnie cased it, went to the other side, it
The whole place is lit, we shit
Cigar case and shit, on some marksmen
One nigga strainin in pain aimin his biscuit
My man fixed it, left him with his wig
Wipe all my fingerprint ballistics, to the other room
and saw the brick shit, legit shit, bag it and zip it
out the front door like we ain't do shit

Yo a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
The wrong kid to buck with, you better duck quick
or get your shit split, with infinite shit, outta the clip
Niggaz is with the underworld click

Yo a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
The wrong kid to buck with, you better duck quick
or get shit split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
Niggaz is with the underworld click