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Yeah, yeah,
I'm on 'em, yeah, yeah
With my hands gripped, praise the Lord
Fuck her, never her, screw her
her body, dump her body
Sewer our

What you expected his next of kin
I'm loco bro but ain't no
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the
A by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
The lesson from the and Wesson is depressin'
Niggaz keep stressin', the motherfuckin' question
How many shots does it take, to my heart stop
And my body start to shake, if I should die I wake

With my hands
Praise the Lord shit, our
If I should die before I

With my hands
the Lord shit, our Father
If I should die I wake

Fuck that, snap a nigga shit, smash him the fifth
Watch his body lift, his hottie's lips, bitch screamin'
Hit her body quick got me like the trifest not how my life is
My life is, rap long as the Turnpike
The sheistest, hey fella, who with the lifers
Did it with the glocks, spit it witcha pops, you was in
me when you came to Rikers
Hated me all in the free cypher; mad you can't be us

Some murderers who turn bikers see Biggie
Recruited these snipers alumni do it just us
Some pied pipers, life out y'all
It's all out war, be all wild as all
If a got beef, y'all be checkin' his palm
Paralyzin' my niggaz thorough kid, how bout
Real quick to screw a nigga then, hop out
the wipers, hit the party up and, hop out yours
Bitch nigga,

my hands gripped
Praise the Lord shit, our
If I die before I wake

With my gripped
Praise the Lord shit, our
If I die before I wake

Yo, when you wit' Mac, you fuckin' wit' the best
Still wall to wall with them Tecs
Man you know how I my shit, S.K. can on my shit
Jump out of vans like Hannibal
Man I spit a thousand rounds, your don't need it
Shredders in a riot pump you quadriplegic
When I squeeze don't breathe it lined and even
So when niggaz get hit, be cryin' screamin', lyin', bleedin'

From iron steamin'
And I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit, I mean it
start bitchin', when that pistol in they face
Or I sick two puts to come and get you in place
If I catch you in my shit, I'm my bitch
Hear take this shit, crackin' the brick, that shit
Takin' two sniffs, grabbin' my best believe if I get hit
Y'all niggaz some shit picture niggaz takin' my shit

With my hands
Praise the shit, our Father
If I die before I wake

With my hands
Praise the shit, our Father
If I should die before I

Niggaz thought they'd see Cube and Biggie
In the 2000, all drunk and pissy
Off whiskey, you can me, actin' gay
He's the of New York, I'm the King of L.A.
Doin' it the O.G. way, it's like
The Brooklyn Way, it's the crook in me
So this is dedicated to the of
The One, the glorious one

And if you go for gun, I got to go for mine
Cock my and separate yo head from yo spine
So, Grab yo if you love hip hop and
you niggaz that shot Big Pop
The conspiracy, of nation, for assassination
Of the young male in this black hell
And I can tell, no the weather
That you and Tupac got yo' shit together California

With my hands
Praise the Lord shit, our
If I should die I wake

With my hands
the Lord shit, our Father
If I should die before I

my hands gripped
Praise the shit, our Father
If I should die before I