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

Yo it was midnight and rainy and, spotted these Panamanians
Gold chains, and Iranians
Pulled out to stain me and, these cats might try to me
and shit, might be hit from this bitch 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 cats all on my back, to bang me and
from Peru, in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal
the Eagle, blew about two
and one of the two see-through, but I still 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 niggaz out of the
Put extra clips upon the dash and continued to
Fire flashed, I left one of em splashed
The bloodbath, three niggaz found on the ave
Went to a phone to hit my Big C, swiftly
Yo dig the shit G, these niggaz to hit me
Yo meet me in about fifty, Big Ash, be movin quickly
I'm about to hit D, put motherfucker six feet
"Aiyyo happened G?" Niggaz on the ave was clappin 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, AK's 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 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 spot son, the phone rung
He acted like it was the wrong number, all dumb
Hands on the spun, five minutes later, the shots rung
That nigga got done, with his hand on a cocked gun

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

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

14 in '95, time about 4:45
I'm pies in a highrise
Dealin shit like this you need five eyes, dinosaur size
These chi-chi's, have you covered with flies
Came in with two wiseguys, guns big as lifesize
Had a chick up on the bed and shit, with the nice
Yo senorita, mamasita, to plead with boricua cliqua
Arriba, the heat now
she started talkin, seconds later two walked in
Holdin packages of silver 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, blood pourin, left em snorin
Their wigs tore in, layin all up against the door
the nigga spray, I caught a slug in my blade
My boulder grazed, I'm catchin of older days
in the caves, I'm dazed and shit
She goin to bed with the spray shit, to lay shit
OK bitch, and fuck the gay shit, started to lay
and left the brave bitch wet, part of her and face hit
Emptied the clip, replaced it
Niggaz is on the floor tomato
wasted, spirit
Bonnie cased it, went to the side, embraced it
The whole place is lit, we Scarfacin
Cigar case and shit, on marksmen shit
One nigga strainin moanin in 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
Left out the front door like we ain't do

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

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