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Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die

Won't leave the house unless I'm up
I might get backed up in the
Niggas is dumping on me when I got my
up on me and I got one hand on the wheel

One hand on the steel, trying to a nigga for skrill
And I'm ridin' wit sharp shootin'
Funk season, the reason, I'm dealing wit drama
Send me one of them mangie ass

home, cryin' to Mama
So I kick the door to the whole situation
Fuckin' wit me, me will ended up, having his family
Face it, no charges leaving the body until

You respect game
Bow down when real niggas through yo hood
But be caught up in a twist
on us unless you end up sleeping wit the fish

Seamin' shoes, lady singing the blues, them sad
chicken, collad greens, and potato salads
Surrounded by [unverified] of family members cryin'
Eye for an eye, you or you die

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly

He got the Mac and moved nice on the piggies
Hit 'em up and and leave them struck when I'm tipsy
Ain't no love for the thugs that die for this shit
Wit 150 round drum ride for this

Fuck the hard hats end locs, the fo fo
And watch me smoke them hoes the last hit of indo, and fo' sho
I and blast, nigga, when I'm provoked with a doe of platinum coke
I holds down a

Why you smiling for? niggas playing games on the street
That's where they the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet
This ain't no tale, you fuckin' with Cel
Hit the scenes wit machines if you want my

It ain't no in between seventeen your temple
When your crossing the realest niggas to this killa shit on the mic
And make the world us, hit 'em wit rounds [unverified]
[Unverified] of hollows then we follow niggas to spine
And they ass up wit fully-auto's

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly

I no actor bitch, my life is worser than the movies
For though, from steel toes to my uzi pushin' Impala S.S's
Benz, Beamers, to Lamborginis and my strip down
Wit X.O., Henn, and Remi, on my wrist

Hundred bill's crisp, I pull the blunt from my lip
Then the 4-5 from my hip and spit, the medical or hard core
The deadliest medacine gas set off in a war, westcoast's the spot
Where we lock our million dollar doors, in hell, packing heat

Ducking from them, I'm just a nigga
Step on your street and draw my heat and then I niggas
I be a G the G.B.C. that's why I mug niggas
flag I just sag and carry a mag and get off in the snitches asses
You a bitch but ride or die, screaming out the block
Bitch have you die wit doc

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly