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Yeah, yeah,
I'm on fuck 'em, yeah,
With my hands gripped, praise the shit
her, never knew her, screw her
Dump her body, dump her
our Father

What you expected from his of kin
I'm loco bro but no Mexican
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the
A shotty by the shower if you shoot me while I'm shittin'
The from the Smith and Wesson is depressin'
Niggaz keep stressin', the same 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 gripped
Praise the shit, our Father
If I should die before I

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With my gripped
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

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

And if you go for your gun, I got to go for
Cock my nine and separate yo head yo spine
So, yo dicks if you love hip hop and
Fuck you niggaz shot Big Pop
The conspiracy, of nation, for assassination
Of the young black male in this black
And I can tell, no matter the
That you and got yo' shit together California Love

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

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

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