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(alisha hill) -

Messing my cru (2x)
We kill you (2x)
You have a fucking clue (clue)
we came to do (2x)
You don't a fucking clue
we came to do (2x)

(akinyele)
Ha I roll on your doo bamboo
Man
Ak-nel stay in
Like
There a man who
Can
Once I slap you
Or you
Bullets in your like a tatoo
Now to

You as bad as me
I get
For my
Till they me your magesty
fat as me
Still with strategy
My dick way up where her blatter be
But that don't see
I'll serve your ass like andre
tennis
You dealing with a menace
on your ass like venice
uh
Got it sewn a tailor
Float like a
Truck a trailor
with the (? )
All the above I've the like austrailia
Straight you out
One call from
Aiming you out master p
what we be a about
I got
For dissing
This r&b
why I'm skipping
All rip shit
I one
With the gun
You go ask charles
And tell you
I'm the man son
My gun had bust mans
Watch mans
Get swept off feet like dust pans
You get man
Messing us man

(akinyele)
Ha I'm untouchable like elliot
My foot lay you down to rest
And bless you with that simmons saint
And say thanks for coming out and God
Bow fuck bullet proof vest
I got hollow pistol leave you with the infested in the chest
It's the
You I rock well
I keep the gun cocked like fucking barbells
Who the
Want to touck this
is the medicine
Fine I'll stop the
Bullet in your
Leave your head in
On the you'll be laying
Reaching for ceteran ceteran
But fuck headache
You for a wake
I through the gun in the
So they see me upstate
Now they don't a clue and shit
the way
I see name
Written on the
rest in peace in you and shit
Your crew ain't doing shit
Your talking about the city had you suing it
I got the name michael inbreded on the 11
They send punk on the highway to heaven
You to see God hit you with about seven
You want to see God hit you about seven
Like you shop in your blood straight redden
Get it pensylvania
You want to a fear one
I might my hands like macarena

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