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R.I.P.
Gangstarr 4
Goddamn, Premo'!
Long time comin',
in the making
It's goin' down, talk to 'em,

"Say, this here, c
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it-it's, goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my is tight"
"We run shit!" "I playin' witchu!"

Okay, bun is on the mic, on the track
The south is in the house, now can fuck wit' that?
And what can fuck with this? I take shots and don't miss
First on your baby mama list
You on sucka' shit, might as well suck a dick
'Cause you being a bitch just for the of it
And when I fuckin' spit, niggas get to shit
duck down wherever they can fuckin' get
They ask somebody
'Fore I big truck pass the shotty and blast somebody, bitch
Mastered the flow, the gun and the game
Now I'm a real nigga campaign
Fake ass niggas, we 'em out the damn rain
Take they damn chain, hit 'em with the damn
Bang! now that's what when the trigger blow
Ayo premier, let a motherfuckin' know!

"Say, here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it-it's, goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my is tight"
"We run shit!" "I playin witchu!"
"Say, here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo', goin' down, baby"
"My mic is and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't witchu!"

Okay, bun is on the mic, premier's on the
The south is in the house, now what can fuck that?
And who can wit me? You not built up
I'll break ya down and leave you filled up
See that's how blood get spilled up, you all grilled up
And got the on you, but it's still tucked
you scared to pull it, even mo' scared to pop
You ain't a gangsta, you to stop
I'm a type of nigga pull up at a evening
Squeeze and pop niggas 'til they and drop, ock!
You the type that call in the goons
I come one deep, strapped an army platoon
When I get to on haters like Leonidas
Niggas gonna have to admit that he the
You talk a big game man, but bigger bro
Ayo premier, let a nigga know!

"Say, this here, C
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it-it's, goin' down, baby"
"My mic is and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't witchu!"
"Say, this here, C
We wit Premo', it-it's goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my is tight"
"We run shit!" "I playin' witchu!"

Okay, bun is on the mic, on the track
The south is in the house, now can fuck wit that?
And who can fuck wit us? Better bring mic game
Mike Jordon, Mike Tyson, big man
Big dough, big flow, big game
Take you out the zone, put you in the frame
you out your home, middle of the night man
Wrap you up tight, put yo' ass on the train
That's right mayne, and it's the time
In the right game to get rich like a man
see how much paper that I might gain
While I keep it trill in what I write, man
Yeah, so let's see who we trouble most
By hittin' these with a double dose
Toast! We got it locked a figure-fo'
Ayo premier, let a motherfuckin' know!

"Say, this here, C
We wit Premo', it-it-it's, it's goin' down, baby"
"My mic is and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't witchu!"
"Say, here, Pimp C
We wit Premo', it-it's goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my is tight"
"We run shit!" "I playin' witchu!"

Bitch! Yeah!
P.A. to P.V.,
Bun B to DJ
Legends, in the,
You don't
Now you know, bitch!
Threw ya hoe-ass around, while real niggas down
Ha! Yeah!
Premo, I was on that shit, nigga
I been waitin' on this since
"DJ was in deep concentration"
Ha ha ha, my nigga
you, boy
Real rap shit, nigga shit
We gone!