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I just had to say that there, Rae
I have to say you my nigga, understand?
It don't get no than this, man
Let's the fuck down
You gettin' like a worth for real, man

Eh yo, niggas know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, a nigga brain explode
Yo, Y.O. to Q.B., they bang this shit
Shaolin' boys, they them fifths

Thug know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a brain explode
Yo from Y.O. to Q.B., they bang shit
Shaolin' boys, they them fifths

Eh yo, night, candle light, fiend with a crack pipe
It's only right, feelin' than an airplane, right?
I'm tryin' to get money, right? So I move cautiously
No frauds, you see? I'ma live bossy

Way out on Fantasy with Mr. Roth. B
I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood me
I'm destined for triple, left hand crippled and the right hand
Will block the shots, that's simple, I dented a for style
A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal

smack a nigga out his five senses
Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on
Interest so tight, lights follow my grace
Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya
Me and Chef smark massive murder, 'em
I anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin'

Eh yo, real get up, live niggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you get hit up
Q.B., up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

Real niggas get up, live niggas, up?
We don't a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

Eh yo, I'm a motherfuckin' wit an attitude
Heavy gun play, back, niggas is screwed
Stomach wounds it hard for you to swallow ya food
Throw them Purple off for me to get in the mood

Sheek Louch, who fuckin' wit' that
I'm sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight
tee on, a light G. on
These bitches you and the God try pee on

I don't if it's a gram or brick
I'ma make it sell, get off my
Pump or the E., take your pick
Money too long, the won't stick

D-Block niggas fuck Rae
Nigga act and get hit up in the middle of day
Tough guys and all but I know that you pay
And I don't a fuck, niggas, better watch what they say

Eh yo, niggas, get up, live niggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you get hit up
Q.B., up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

Real get up, live niggas, what up?
We don't give a fiduck, you get hit up
Q.B., up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

specialist, full cam F50 with vans
A up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams
If you take niggas ears, ain't really queers
Listen, grown men in the town, niggas is their's

niggas, I cut niggas, stuck niggas
Come up, pluck niggas, pop niggas in chucks, business
You in this? We non style, son, relentless
They four lettered me Chef, get down

Drop you, on you, get this, it's official on you
Yo, twist the clips hits, yo, was on you
I'm just a business head ridin' visual
Don't me to put out ya head

One for the money, two for the crime up
Peep it, all major holdin' they ground, get up
Let's form an millenia, Ice Water
Q.B. to Y.O. with Shaolin, I'm feelin' you

Eh yo, real niggas, get up, niggas, what up?
We don't a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

niggas, get up, live niggas, what up?
We give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., up?
Shaolin, get up or get yo' ass hit up

We gon' ride for our
(Yeah, ride for my team, nigga)
My niggas'll you
(My niggas you, nigga)

We gon' ride for our
(Y'all niggas want war? pop up)
My niggas'll you
(Yeah, for ya motherfuckin' team, nigga)
(Death before dishonor, you me?)

We gon' ride for our
(The motherfuckin' Lex Story)
(Y'all niggas better wake the up)
My niggas'll you
(Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you me?)
D-Block, up?

We gon' for our team
(Pain, and glory, word, you heard?)
My niggas'll you
(Yeah, yeah, my niggas'll you, nigga)
(Bitch ass niggas)