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

"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!"

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

"Say, here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it-it's, goin' down, baby"
"My mic is and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I playin witchu!"
"Say, here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it's down, baby"
"My mic is and my production 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 me? You not up
I'll break ya down 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
'Cause you scared to pull it, mo' scared to pop
You ain't a gangsta, you need to
I'm a of nigga pull up at a evening spot
Squeeze and pop 'til they weave 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 he the tightest
You talk a big game man, but mine's bro
Ayo premier, let a nigga 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 playin witchu!"
"Say, here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo', it-it's 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 who can fuck wit us? bring your mic game
Jordon, Mike Tyson, big Mike man
Big dough, big flow, big fight
you out the zone, put you in the right frame
Take you out your home, middle of the man
you up tight, put yo' ass on the night train
That's mayne, and it's the right time
In the right game to get rich a white man
Tryna see how much that I might gain
I still keep it trill in what I write, man
Yeah, so let's see who we could trouble
By hittin' haters with a double dose
Toast! We got it locked like a
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 ain't witchu!"
"Say, this here, C
We fuckin wit Premo', goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my 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 shit since
"DJ premier was in concentration"
Ha ha ha, my nigga
you, boy
Real rap shit, nigga shit
We gone!