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goes out to my magnum force When we lay a nigga out they come and him off May the force be with me and if not our For life, fuck alla
Yo you can't manage (manage this) the bomb scandalous From here to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random But can you get, the nigga tall sean manuscript Man you shit, all up in your pants the cannon click Man I flip, on niggaz for no reason Squeezin at you heathens, to stop you from breathin the cops come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr See we are the illest out that's on your tv pah So when you greet me pah, better have your fuckin shit fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake You fishcake, whatever the ruck dictate The shit great, higher shows made by rick lake You'll eight, shots at them niggaz who be fuckin with irrational beat got you ruckus bitch Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start shit Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin
[rustee When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin V.o., novacainin my sufferin the strugglin the agony, postponin the misery Smoke some weed, blank out my momentarily my every motion, cautious coastin I see the blue and white scopin, approachin me and my sons, like we the ones With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the ones So they can get they rocks off, sound they off Light my blocks off, nab niggaz bump cops off Drunk from red scotch, got a shot Jamaicans in the dread spot'll a fed top a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock Hit the swats with a block off the rooftop Regulatin, livest on this side dick ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes
Keep on talkin aight? get more than style rammed up You see me? say shit like pink panther You talk too much like run'n'them and your breath smell like Get knocked the fuck out by dr. david Dj at the bar be act like got dandruff Makin niggaz "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up You this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up So who wanna battle? we'll learn you some manners, God ya You niggaz make me as cancer, I slam ya crew of emcees, dj's and your dancer Half-steppers run, panic catch a tantrum Teared a new hamstrung, I stick for ransom ? now they got front, I slap cats at random your egos you too gassed off the mylanta Take your dough and hoe and like the phantom her back pullin her hands up, singin the m.f.c. anthem Man dem, strong like samson, and jux Cause I'm nigga rock from heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa answer
Aiyyo I'm movin through this life with the only fam I got My triple r rated niggaz blowin up spots You think not it's rock we bust shots at your car And leave you stretched in ride like these fake rap stars
This shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head All that panickin'll get your ran up in I stand it when mc's get caught ramblin crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon send In land of sin where they break fool for the chips Over jewels and pack my tool and my clips
So when we start to clips on y'all, niggaz assume The straight, dead when my lead go boom this tune, all into your fuckin doom We move through evil streets steady holdin chrome
My rep niggaz mashin, big up my thugs on ? Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops Your team is has-beens, gaspin from the ass The repz baby, time for action,
* "what's" uttered by bccers *
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Throw middle fingers up in the air Say, "fuck niggaz, we don't care!" is bon jov', oh oh We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh Niggaz think they with my magnum force Cause when we lay a nigga out come and drag him off May the be with me and if not our fault For life, fuck y'all Hehehehe, see is made of force be with me Not our You fuck with that? fuck you all is bon jov'..