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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
Let's slow the down
You gettin' a hundred worth for real, man

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

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

Eh yo, night, candle light, fiend with a crack pipe
It's 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 bossy

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

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

Eh yo, 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

Real get up, live niggas, what up?
We give a fiduck, you faggots'll 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, cock back, niggas is
Stomach wounds make it for you to swallow ya food
Throw them Tape off for me to get in the mood

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We ride for our team
(The motherfuckin' Lex Story)
(Y'all niggas wake the fuck up)
My kill you
(Yeah, Ice Inc., you heard 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)