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You me to peal ya banana? Rock the bandana?
Scared to come to Detroit? Runnin', cracked out
Witcha momma. you play witcha baby dolls and
Pajamas, don't moms getcha brains blew out
Wit' the cannon. I know you scared. Oh you
You scared. I you scared. Oh you scared, you
Scared. this out...

It's about you turned this off
''cause go and get my sawed-off
And drink some Smirnoff
And ya fuckin' head off
So much can't get the red off
better really dead off
Say the wrong can set a war off
Like Hitler,
It's a thin line between showin' love and hate off
Pushin' powder for power, takin' cream from
I would hate to not clock hour
Something wicked this way-off
So you better
For day, if not you might be shot
Wit' the
Die when the bullets off
Jesus Christ, you begged for ya life
the mortician embalmed ya body he took ya ice
In the coffin people said you looked nice
Witcha Royal Blue suit on, ya face gone
It's time to pay up the bodies catch the spray up
Evil that's still in these streets still allow me to put the K up
When the dope don't weigh up, these bitches lay up
All in the D and get the streets hot
The narcos around here lookin' for the crooks
The live around here give me dirty looks
I heard some hatas plottin' wanna my door in
''cause I gots ends then all of ya hoe-ass kins
Oh no, can't trust nobody, game is deadly
And murder's on my mind inside my musical
And I

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