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Yeah, yeah,
y'all niggas talkin' 'bout huh?

It's I see you

Get it
You faggot heard Suge Knight
Double R's the only he respect
And y'all niggas right?

Y'all get on hot ninety and talk wit a baritone
Wit two niggas downstairs wit licensed guns to take y'all
Scared ass
You thin'k gon take a life so they can get life

Ask Puff ain't tryin' to hear that nigga
For no cake, and y'all can get at us on Day
We make stones say
Pay your debt and get moms day

I'm in the hood so we can link up, any you think of
Handheld don't hold prints I burnt the tip of my fingers
I'm a Bronx gangsta nigga, R's hoodrat
The nigga they come get quick bitch, on this hood

Y'all bitches thin'k the ryders a joke, I don't play
I you whole fuckin' shit up
Tim McVeigh
Gimme the needle, not tomorrow, but

Cross comin' y'all get the fuck out the way
I ain't the shit you see that's on the top of your church
I put a bomb in your carriage
Brick your hearse

Tell your CEO, don't my CEO apologizin'
I'm at your wake in the
Standin'
It's red the shit that be on top of the heater

The best in New York
Since signed Jeter
Hold Camby sister the hostage, then send 'em a
So stop frontin' vegetarian scared of beef

Yo, ay my dick bitch, the way this chick spit ridickliss
Here we go again', only we on shit
We keep and you keep runnin'
You keep claimin' you the that done it

Pussy let me see somethin', fake niggas "Ryde or die"
niggas we run up on and make 'em cry
Outta all the camps in game, nigga
We the champs in this game who kick the real before the fame

you fat ass, fake bad ass niggas
Still play the while you ride past niggas
Coward trust me we keep it gutter, hope you mad a hater
'Cause you touch us, huh

time I see you

Ayo, I ain't got a care in the
Kidnappin' kid, maimin' your mom, and airin' your girl
And like, you ain't got a in the world
I'm hopeless and numb, I can't see but I can my gun

And I'm for smokin' blunts to the head
My nerves is shot, my paces is short, I dump in head
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta it by now
I'm the nigga that talk about goin' to Chao

And my name ring bells, my blade bloody
If you heard about me beefin' dog I leave the shells
The nigga to salute, the quickest to
Styles, motherfucker, givin' you pound

What? Like I won't run up and break jaw
Like they make a vest for your head to stop the
I'm tired of rappin', get the Mack
And niggas on vacation
Right in front of the radio

Motherfuckers quiet 'til the tech go off
Arteries hitted, hawkin', they is shit
I'm the motherfuckin'
I the shit out of any one
Of artists whatever the label

Y'all niggas don't want beef, y'all want meat at the
And I don't give a fuck, do life in the box
Before any of bitch niggas front on the lox
Motherfuckers, c'mon

Yo, If I miss your head and neck, I'll hurt your chest
If you from the betrayal is worse than death
And I'm known for gettin' money, not for wildin'
But I'm real I rock both phones in the island

This is how we even the
I everything you love dog, right now, even the pets
Everything got on it, even the vets
Fifty close, then fifty wide, even the

'Cause the bullets is like when I'm squirtin'
they start hurtin', that means they workin'
Only way we is hard
Industry is like jail nigga, R's runnin' the yard, uh