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

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

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

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

Fuck that, snap a shit, smash him with 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 long as the Turnpike
The sheistest, hey fella, who bidded with the
Did it with the glocks, it witcha pops, you was in diapers
Loved me when you came to
Hated me all in the cypher; mad you can't be like us

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.
it the O.G. way, it's 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 gun, I got to go for mine
my nine and separate 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 matter the
That you and Tupac got yo' together California Love

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

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

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