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