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

What you from his next of kin
I'm loco bro but ain't no
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the
A shotty by the if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
The lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
Niggaz keep stressin', the same motherfuckin'
How many does it take, to make 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 die before I wake

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

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

murderers who turn bikers see Biggie Smalls
Recruited snipers alumni do it just like us
Some pipers, squeezin' life out y'all
It's all out war, be all wild as all
If a coward got beef, y'all be his palm
Paralyzin' my niggaz thorough kid, how yours?
quick to screw a nigga then, hop out four
Clean the wipers, hit the up and, hop out yours
nigga, whoah

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggaz never thought they'd see Cube and
In the year 2000, all and pissy
Off whiskey, you can miss me, gay
He's the King of New York, I'm the of L.A.
Doin' it the O.G. way, sorta like
The Brooklyn Way, just the crook in me
So this is to the memory of
The Notorious One, the 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
Fuck you niggaz that Big Pop
The conspiracy, of this nation, for
Of the young black male in black hell
And I can tell, no matter the
you and Tupac got yo' shit together California Love

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

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

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