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

Yo it was midnight and rainy and, spotted three Panamanians
chains, and carryin Iranians
Pulled out to stain me and, these might try to flame me
and shit, might be hit sent from this nigga Damien
Used to slang 'caine, to back, up in this game we in
Went against the when he got banged in his cranium
Now he got all on my back, tryin to bang me and
from Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now 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
shit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these
alien-ass niggaz out of the
Put clips upon the dash and continued to blast
flashed, I left another one of em splashed
The bloodbath, three found dead on the ave
to a phone to hit my nigga Big C, swiftly
Yo dig the shit G, these tried to hit me
Yo meet me in about fifty, with Big Ash, be movin
I'm about to hit D, put that six feet
"Aiyyo what happened G?" Niggaz on the ave was at me
Bustin at me, tryin to put caps in my
"Yo as as you made it kid I'm happy"
We still goin to where this cat be, with all day
Called up my nigga Jay, the nigga Damien for me okay?
it about 3:38, straight, this is what you say
"Aiyyo we up, he got away"
If he play, I'ma his toupee, we on our way
to this nigga's office, with armed forces, he showin
and watchin, horses racin with other
Pulled out the torch and, the nigga saw the guns, got
He probably got none, knowin he bout to a hot one
Terrorizin the whole son, the phone rung
He like it was the wrong number, lookin all dumb
on the glock spun, five minutes later, the shots rung
That got done, died with his hand on a cocked gun

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 shit split, with infinite shit, from the clip
Niggaz is struck the underworld click

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

February 14 in '95, time about
I'm pies in a highrise
Dealin shit like this you need five eyes, dinosaur size
fuckin 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, with the thighs
Yo senorita, mamasita, wish to plead with cliqua
Arriba, flashed the now
she started talkin, seconds two Cubans walked in
Holdin of silver chalk and, shit ain't the raw and
became a war man, he put two in my man's organs
But for the poison, tryin to Freemen like Morgan
Two hit the floorin, with blood pourin, em snorin
Their wigs tore in, layin all up the door then
the nigga spray, I caught a in my shoulder blade
My boulder grazed, I'm catchin of older days
in the small caves, I'm and shit
She goin to bed with the spray shit, to lay shit
OK bitch, and the gay shit, started to lay shit
and the brave bitch wet, part of her neck and face hit
Emptied the clip, replaced it
Niggaz is on the floor tomato
wasted, eras-ted
Bonnie cased it, to the other side, embraced it
The whole place is lit, we Scarfacin
Cigar and shit, on some marksmen shit
One strainin moanin in pain aimin his biscuit
My man fixed it, left him his wig twisted
Wipe all my ballistics, went to the other room
and saw the brick shit, legit shit, bag it and zip it
Left out the front door like we do shit

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