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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha

Chorus:
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the now ya takin' yo last breath

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo breath

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my dash on my back is startin' to rumble
I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out
Try'na my head off, but I was kind of lucky
These nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but get me
Had to put my carlo away got myself an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when time to kill
Man I handle my strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now time to make a third ward dash
But first hear me out motherfuckers and yo word's
You makin' me sick all that hoe shit you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now time to let my
Motherfuckin' nut's hang and spit on you
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' bigger
I'm the capital y-a from the u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, I'm real ain't no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo

{yella
Money in the power brand new bauer
Off up into this day, I don't know why shit was sour
You was to be my hommie from the old school
Another guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to ball, back up in the park when we was small
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to him a call
I hit him all alone eight we supposed to meet
Claim he had dope, in the fuckin' street
He said for three g's he hook me up swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I
We meet by the old dump, 'cause them hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was to make the switch
Raise out my car, I some noise from the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew here and y'all new here
You out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo self
I'm a take this nine, and empty the clip bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one when ya hit the door
How many you know, somebody rappin' up in luger
I haven't a nigga like this cry before
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all can't stop a
A drug dealer, a stealer cap pillar
I'm known uptown for bein' then a
Twenty bill with skills to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the sound you dead
a bullet in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm comin' hard out the 1-2-3 and yes
I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up and
Motherfuckers know can't handle me
Them nigga's bein' as a third ward "g"
a nigga dead in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo bitch and have yo
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As they cry, as cry

boy}
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo fuckin' stack
Seven told me, yo first mind never leads you wrong
to face motherfucker, now you know it's on
The first time, I went out like a soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back like I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was talkin' on a pay
You tried to reach, to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to till he empty the glock
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
'cause we out of our territory
But when we come, we come and get the job done
all that figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause next's on the
The rest of you worker's stand down with that shit

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