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Watch your back, yo, kid, on, it's time on time ten of theirs 'cuz they took one of mine Them niggas sound sweet, nothing I think they packin' heat, ain't we cuttin'
Nigga, get up, pick motherfucking head up Somebody gon' get whet up, does this look a set up? See that bitch there? Yeah, she tryin' to get attention Watch them niggas to your left, oh, see you mention and flinchin'
Get down, hit the ground, goddamnn, my gun Why the Street Blues make me refuse to leave my man? Nigga, leave when I up and squeeze, nigga, breeze Down upstairs, get Pacino and bees and toast
gettin' close, nigga, Larry These should be buried The situation's a decision I'm going to get some more So we can continue mission
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Bring it to 'em, kid, catch them niggas before they True dat, you get the front, I from the side Take 'em down, soon as you hit the let your shit go I figured that them punks was scheming from the get go
Kill that noise, watch back Nigga, get back, Bill, you at? here kid, I spot him Come on, but I'm your way, kid
I got him, watch yourself, blowin' them What now? Let them slugs calm your motivate, wait, Pacino still chasin' We bringin' home, leave him alone, kid, he lacin' 'em
That's how it is it's time to roll M.O.P. home fold try to set us up, dumpin' you a sin I'ma, chill, nigga, you know we gon' see them again
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O, go, yo, stash the hammer Where your's? I just left my shit right under the bammer Make moves, kid, it ain't no time for Why go straight when you the man gon' be waitin'?
Dip in the building, what if the door's Damn, we can't stop, the surrounding the block And chumps are comin' fast Nigga, dig up in the building, hit the and bear last
Nigga, they right behind us, I tryin' to get caught by the law Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, up the door Hurry up, I sittin' in no pen, nigga Five O it's us, let us in, nigga
the door, cut them lights off, stash the crack Crack the and see where them chumps is at They all over the place and we hard times at trial Lifestyles of a child
Alright, now you two, come out with our up I give you ten seconds, come out with our up We got the place surrounded, run [Incomprehensible] team respond, I need some back up here Send me back up, I need some back up, damn it Fuck 'em, yeah, 'em, fuck 'em