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(Bun B)


Lost of a one
Relative in commander to the game of life, in one chose to adapt to as a gangsta
my mind
Fill my
My emotional
Can you it?
Naw
Can you it?
If you havent experienced that nature of life, its

(Cobe)
I got drama
Dont worry
Cuz I got the
On my back, I
through the streets
on me
Tryin to take my
But I don't a
about that
Grip that
that back
You wanna be (GONE)
Another (GONE)
In the (GONE)
soldier (GONE)
In a (GONE)
corners (GONE)
Finna (GONE)
Another (LONG GONE)
In the (grave 7x)

(BUN B)
We are the mighty Fingaz
We do not hate
us or die

(MDDL FNGZ)
Yeah slow, but a nigga aint quick
Ho limped through the door, lay a on his d*ck
Open up tha door, nigga like "sh*t"
full bricks, same price for a hit
Nigga I done it, it aint gotta be a lick
And if I'm plexin wit you patna the choppa gon piss
up ya corna make a sound like "Swish"
But I low so gat cuz the don't miss.

(BUN B)
No the gon hit
Bound to ya dome split
Lose ya bodily
Have me you gon sh*t
fingaz, strong click
Bun B, the strong
Put you six under
Why not have a sit
walk, short pier
Mane have a flip
Got the on lock
And got the on whip
Tell momma we home so dont trip

(MDDL FNGZ)
If I Tee, worry bout me
I'm a G
I know how to handle niggas tryin to up on me
to run up on me
you gon try me
in a bag
Drinkin a IV
So ya breath
you got some left
Ya life's a
got permanent PMS
And my fear of death is reincarnation
So it aint sh*t for me to make you ER patients
Another soldier in the

(Chorus)

(B.A.N.D.I.T)
Two nines, four
Prayin that you trip
Lookin for some
bust you niggas bubble
And I don't give a fu*k about your meal mug
We can go toe to toe, or trade these
So catch a square
And I won't
Don't plea bargain now, nigga save it for the
I might you niggas lookin like a strawberry fanta
Did so much, done burned myself, my bandanna
got them soldiers
Some movin
movin X
but they mostly yola
Wit guns in tha
We never leave tha
Face wind up on a rest in peace poster
Rest in No suh
on ya gravesite
Then get nigga wit it and go fu*k ya wife
So think
one for you and ya momma
Band I-T, the soldiers like I shoot tha dice

(BUN B)
For my nigga Bad Ass Bam, open ya head
For Young Lo, I'll let that fill ya wit lead
For Big Munsta, I'll out the Thompson and straight squeeze it
Behind Sean Wee I'll cut you off at the
For the Band I-T, close range ya with the mac
And for K.S.O lot, I'll put the glock to ya
Finga, this aint a act
This coke
ever play us for a joke
You'll get ya smoked
We go for

(Chorus)