First (Gangsta Blac):
No prisoners kept in camp, we kill 'em all and come up And virtually fightin' our shadow it's them in the cut No of my time to waste No more my face Ain't but a mugg on my jug, hopin' my score been erased They hated, maybe replaced, or make it better 'cause we can't hack what they scratchin' to buildin' in our face You had your chance to be real, you mappin' out your death No more of nobody 'cause we can do it ourself it's ???, or try to camoflauge me Like I ain't seein' shit clear, 'cause clearly gone see "B" No more of fakin' devotion when soldiers it out My congregation is up in bein' real, no doubt I'm the for them, can't 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 ain't got it no in store? Me and my onlys make it known no more NIGGA!!!!!!
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Second (Gangsta Blac & Playa Fly):
(Gangsta Blac) No more of stressin' me out, no more of and the other No of upside-down smiles, to cut by you suckas No more of your weed, no more of jonesin' for that Instead I'm grillin' you villains like they gone up the laggin' No more my pride, never again hold it in I buck it once 'fore I duck, trick will get stuck to the No more of my talents gone be insured for a mil if it was, my 'cause, came up and do it foreal No more of dealin' with hoes, I'd rather me a bitch 'cause she shit from the start, just keep her slick with the dick No more of grindin' that shit round the trunk Too to gettin' what I want, so I'm gone keep this shit blunt No more of layin' in the road, for you to over mud And disrespectin' big Chug, and weigh you in mud it away from me please, no suckas stoppin' E-ski And we takin' no more, so Fly you tell 'em the D NIGGA!!!!!!!!!
(Playa Fly) Flizy can't take no more I'm bout to go Funk and drank and dank you under the like I did before Seven, nine of Playa Fly gone straight With somethin' you don't wanna the funk so you ain't gotta wait Trait like I'm flaugin' 'cause I'm mobbin' over hearts Movin' all my mini-Minnie Mae Mafia to hit the How you gonna stop us now? all this, Funkytown we bound S.P.V. I'm bound, I die then Playa Flizy down First the A and and one Who's the one be some? Not the suckas stink, but get'cha when all their body numb Can't compact the garbage you start producin' orally I roll my windows 'fore it really start annoyin' me As as I'm enjoyin' this, and ALL the weak B.S. you spit My windows already rolled, so you know this dizays So hit the horn, goin' man Blac & Flizy in No more can stand So smashin' power a windows man NIGGA!!!!!!!