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Crack that open
Vision of faces, gettin' money lay in the boats
Got big rifles, play the hood, Benz Cycles
Y'all mens are psycho, killah 'ciples

More fly generics, make moves, forget it
We got this since nineteen-seven
So many rods and weapons, ain't no reppins
the shit back, faggot, we hate that

Meet the real, we lock the real, me the steel
Pop off, pull out, them bills
I run with all real killas, all for
Nikes on, gorillas

Want then kill 'em, front war, reveal 'em
I want him stretched out, listen, he the buildin'
All fly gangstas, more bankers, hundred us
We ex-dust niggas, don't even touch my

Fuck around, get shanked, stabbed, and broke
Ya' yolked and he through you in the faint
All my get paint, yo what's my name?
Lexus diamond, ice inc

Uh, yeah, once again in the motherfuckin'
Fix yo' face, nigga
Yeah, you know how we down
Me and this mixo, we so, we so

Lex sound, and uh
I bees the chief, Jamel Areif
Straight from East
And uh yo yeah, yeah, huh

They started jammin' in the park, just after
Two and their DJ scratchin'
Words seemed to have an when they rhymin'
Hip hop the guns to start sparkin'

Temperature
Drape a up with the ratchet, less talkin'
Caught him on the 'nard, bomb a G hard
Explosion the promenade, I'm God

And he show and provin', how he movin'
as the wisdom, move from my gate in a drunken state
I wrote degree, adjust ya eyes in the light so you could see
fall victim, dictate the fate leave the bake for the snake
If he than I take his head without question
In the one to fourteen the justice lesson, now uh

Uh the pineapple daquiri fuckin' up ya mindstate
Ya heard? Spread the word, yo

I'm from it's real, niggas peal ya' orange
We want enough bricks we could build apartments
I, general in the of marksmen
The bad boys wit' me Will or Martin

Feel what I'm droppin', I spit the ill
Spot him in the killah hill poppin'
Two dug in the dirt, up in the skirt
Spectator on the sideline lovin' the

And my ain't ya' average, cream we handle it
seekin' packages, beans and banana clips
Festo, if you wit' me, go, the nymphos love me, X O, X O

Boy listen hard, think before you get involved
We hold the like cons in the prison yard
call the riot squad, we live and in charge
Y'all non-believers get reminded with
It's the pineapple, rebel I
Fine wine hundred proof, spittin' mine at you,