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The saga continues...

All of you who don't believe in the gangsta shit,
cause when it to the real niggaz,
it makes the shit much harder to deal with.

Yeah, the laws in this motherfucker,
Mafia for life, down with the real niggaz 4 life.
Ha-ha, yo sweet-talk, tell 'em what the fuck we're for...

I write ya, USE, Compton, Watts, The Wood,
all the motherfucking USA.
They know I'm walking through the of real niggaz,
I should fear no man on the planet, hit me one.
Cause I've been to the top y'all,
and I been seeing through the eyes of a real nigga.

Yo, what you think about the real 187?

Yo, make some of the coooooolest shit I had never heard,

Yo, when we came, G, I almost it up,
to the ruthless gangstas.
no man...

...because you're man yourself,
to put the world at yourself man.
Me not seeing mobbing to see a pussy-clot run,
bob-bob-bob-bob-bob, Babylon on the run, see...

The real niggaz is back, cause there's to bullshit records out,
niggaz it for what we put out.
But you don't to wait no longer,
because the new album is out and the is much stronger.
So many groups three albums or more,
and their weak-ass shit is still in the record-store.
They wonder why it sold,
niggaz rapping since the seventies and still went gold.
Our record sold two million copies,
that's you other motherfuckers are sloppy.
You came out the streets and over,
and that your career is fucking over.
Because that you're not around,
so shut the fuck up, and the sound of some real niggaz.

Yeah, motherfucker.
keeping all you on the run in ninety-one, kick that shit Ren.

Most niggaz understand,
and never will if they ain't of the ruthless Mafia-clan.
Niggaz is to the streets,
with hyped fucking lyrics and a ass beat.
The songs will never come soft, because I off,
so get in my way or motherfucker you'll be cut off.
And it's something you can move your to,
to wrap around my dick and if it fits you.
And let me now if you ride the D-I-C-K,
all day that's no play.
Cause ain't no rap group out, I know,
that makes me listen to the radio.
All I is motherfuckers trying to make a comeback with lovesongs,
and shit is whack.
And why your ass ain't around,
cause you don't have the motherfucking sound of a nigga.