First (Gangsta Blac):
No kept in this camp, we kill 'em all and come up And virtually fightin' our shadow thinkin' them in the cut No more of my to waste No pre-judgin' my face nothin' but a mugg on my jug, hopin' my score been erased They hated, maybe replaced, or make it better 'cause we hack what they scratchin' to buildin' cars in our face You had your to be real, instead you mappin' out your death No more of heedin' nobody 'cause we can do it 'cause it's ???, or try to me Like I seein' shit clear, 'cause clearly shit gone see "B" No more of fakin' devotion soldiers turnin' it out My congregation is caught up in bein' real, no I'm the provider for them, be around and not down Even sleepin', I'm thinkin' of other ways for me now To go and get it for us, and we got it no more What's in Me and my onlys it known it's no more NIGGA!!!!!!
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Second (Gangsta Blac & Playa Fly):
(Gangsta Blac) No more of stressin' me out, no of this and the other No of upside-down smiles, to cut by you suckas No more of smokin' your weed, no of jonesin' for that Instead I'm grillin' you villains like they gone keep up the No more my pride, never again hold it in I it once 'fore I duck, trick will get stuck to the vent No more of thinkin' my gone be insured for a mil 'cause if it was, my 'cause, came up and do it No more of with hoes, I'd rather have me a bitch 'cause she ain't shit from the start, just keep her with the dick No more of hard-head grindin' that shit the trunk Too used to gettin' what I want, so I'm gone keep shit blunt No more of in the road, for you to walk over mud And disrespectin' big Chug, and weigh you in mud Keep it away me please, no suckas stoppin' E-ski And we ain't takin' no more, so Fly you 'em the D NIGGA!!!!!!!!!
(Playa Fly) Flizy just can't take no I'm bout to go Funk and and dank you under the table like I did before Seven, nine of Fly gone hit'cha straight With somethin' you don't wanna feel the so you ain't gotta wait Trait I'm flaugin' 'cause I'm mobbin' over broken hearts Movin' all my mini-Minnie Mae to hit the charts How you stop us now? With all this, Funkytown we bound S.P.V. I'm bound, until I die Playa Flizy down First the A and and one Who's the one be some? Not the suckas stink, but get'cha straight when all their numb Can't the garbage that you start producin' orally I roll my windows tightly 'fore it really annoyin' me As much as I'm enjoyin' this, and ALL the B.S. you spit My windows already rolled, so you know this overwith So hit the horn, goin' man Blac & Flizy in No more Flizy can So smashin' power a windows man NIGGA!!!!!!!