Illiodic Shine, just like a Now, the violence lay 'em down, off of balance Snitchin murder comes, when you deal wit the Turn a nigga to sons, extortin the funds
Geronimo] Hold the diamondback, release the artist a quarterback Or the mack, I caught a and blue from the trouble at I stash ones, shoot a guns family Who on the run, did the felony counts, and one A hustle, niggas from bundle to bundle And jungle smuggle from the Virginia to the cypher
Flush] And stack it never, these Queens niggas run is And got it lock, takin blocks wit loose rocks Makin happen hops, ass niggas that call cops Scared of static, my 44 straight through you cabbage First is batting average, I'm civilizin, a savage Street habits, ya niggas is feminine faggots
[Mic Behold the automatic, mahogany hand on the On who glass fiend, I'm comin straight Queens on the fiends, double up on you team Bust an and fill you up inside wit eighteen
Flush] Strictly for the cream, smack em wit the heat, watch them Who you to see, Flush and Mic G., your worst enemy
[Mic Readily down a double of Hennesey mercenary, diversify, revolutionary
[Royal Start the combat, stay relax, dead nuts, that Keep the gat, actual facts, you get Verbally attack, yoke him from the back, he comin at He strapped, I'm strapped, bustin me, I'm back
[Prince Don't want no problem God, I know you large It was my man Todd, he me on the job
Flush] It wasn't hard to tell one of you snitchin Straight up and down, bitchin, real niggas in Tie 'em and miss 'em, shootin thirty in 'em Aiyo Kiko, wrap his body, it near the rowdy They calico's and shotties, wifey ya bag and grab the Mazzarati (What happen boo?) Just take my and lay low In the Pocono, this nigga gotta, I owe him dough (Do you baby?) Take shit and go
Flush] (Mic Geronimo) He pulled out a Beemer, jumpin out wit his heat out (Callin my team out, I to work the fuckin beef out) Yo that God, where he live? (Not far) Surveillance is car, niggas stay by the bar (Aiyo, Allah, work it out, everything stabilize him right between the eyes, blaze it till I'm 4 to 5 Slide back, push it to the 45 Stoppin at the weed spot, the cops Can't see us gettin locked Nonstop, prop) He got shot, knew that had to stop Plus the spots hots, everything off his block Clear picture, job well done, flip the (Mic the night ripper, bringin when I hit ya Nigga I'm wit ya, and any beef split ya)
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