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I just had to say that there, Rae
I have to say you my nigga, understand?
It get no realer than this, man
slow the fuck down
You gettin' like a worth for real, man

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

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

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

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

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

Eh yo, real niggas get up, 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

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

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

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

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

Eh yo, real niggas, get up, 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

Real 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

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

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

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

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

Eh yo, real niggas, get up, live niggas, 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

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

We ride for our team
(Yeah, ride for my team, nigga)
My kill you
(My kill you, nigga)

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

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

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