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Yeah, yeah,
I'm on fuck 'em, yeah,
With my hands gripped, praise the Lord
Fuck her, knew her, screw her
Dump her body, dump her
Sewer our

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggaz never thought they'd see and Biggie
In the 2000, all drunk and pissy
Off whiskey, you can miss me, gay
He's the of New York, I'm the King of L.A.
Doin' it the O.G. way, sorta like
The Brooklyn Way, it's just the in me
So this is dedicated to the of
The Notorious One, the one

And if you go for your gun, I got to go for
Cock my nine and yo head from yo spine
So, yo dicks 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 the weather
That you and got yo' shit together California Love

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

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

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