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Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the
Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the
Look, get ya took off when I blast four off Pump the shorty, throw body the grass grow tall Yeah, I'm like for the cash Orange Jag, looking like a mango it pass
the tato on the mack I talking 'bout bagging up work I put Yayo in the bag Fuck is you about?
You thirty, just in the game You should be to get out You know drama when the Llama get out and spit the lead, bullets hit your head Then mind'll sit out by the time they find this shit, out
I'm in a state, in a different zip whip, different plates, wait! I put the heat in to head You, G unit, ninja 'Cause leader is rat, scrat!
It's as one, two, three You lames, get at game? You come through me Yayo, get out the way, ho
Lloyd Banks, got shot Technique pass the And aim it at Curtis Jack, you right Trying to be Frank (Right)
You getting smacked, little accident I now heard of ya, and the next time you disrespect the west E, serving ya, Yayo, you lay low 'cause The M.O.B, got some killers on the I put a million dollar hit on you Show you why we call ourselves money over
I got a clip full of poison And cold hard killers from Compton (Here monkey, monkey) I got a full of poison bananas And a cold killer from Philly (Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip full of bananas And a cold hard killer from Beach (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip of poison bananas And a cold killer from LA (Here monkey, monkey)
Olivia, get back in the car, before I you Like Fifty, did Fredo Starr and he picking on niggas Is it me or is it every video, Jackson get a li'l bigger? Nigga, using that muscle
All I need is a dumbells and a sandwich Fuck, a conference, I'll run to Violator Hold Chris Lighty for hostage, 'cause Banks, doing gay out the closet!
Either that or I'm ma Chris Lighty, unconsciencious Cut all the nonsense, you was pc'd, up Hit the bricks, rapping 'bout the corner you common Talk of New York? You, Jorge
I throw 'em, you catch 'em, not a threat a promise, you did six months, now you a convict I accepted phones calls, now you at me On wild shit, judge said, time spent
Now you can get it The same gun homicide, dropped five dimes And next time you try to kiss me on the You won't be alive long enough to put out Mobb
I got a clip full of poison And some cold hard killers Compton (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from (Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Beach (Here monkey, monkey) I got a full of poison bananas And a hard killer from LA (Here monkey, monkey)
Welcome to the west, let me you what hood like My niggas, down to sit on death row and ain't fucking Suge Knight Tag left toes, wish you niggas, a good night Rock-a-by, baby, chrome, three-thirty-six,
Ready to die, niggas ain't crazy On the wall on the mini street that they can't be A pine box of leg room, game, hit me watching, access granted in Cancun
I'm look at the two like the nerve of this damn a beam at him, locating his next wound Talk to my heat, get the Yayo Replace that, G Unit, bandanna with a
I got a clip full of poison And some cold hard killers from (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip of poison bananas And a cold hard from Philly (Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Beach (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of bananas And a cold hard killer LA (Here monkey, monkey)