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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch! Yeah!
P.A. to P.V.,
Bun B to DJ
Legends, in the,
You know?
Now you know, bitch!
Threw ya around, while real niggas come down
Ha! Yeah!
Premo, I was on that shit, nigga
I been waitin' on this since
"DJ premier was in concentration"
Ha ha ha, my motherfuckin'
you, boy
Real rap shit, real shit
We gone!