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Why should I entertain lies in the to my name E 5 to his brain, die for the Zeek hit the side of his brain, bang, fight in the lane Dip Gang ride with the Chain Four guns to none, survive with the You know who did it still grindin Now hide the fame Im seein it mane, Im vain Damn thats my 10 deep in the game mane You hit the streets Cane Hit the in the Range Shh, Shh, We aint repeatin they Beep Beep, Leap Leep, Deep, Keep Heat, Leave Leave, Sleep in the Range Fuck a mic, Mac check, I back down sets Ask about me, do background check guns revolve around history 40 wolves or a unsolved your corner caution, I go on flossin Fuck the robbery I be on Embrace the lecture, test the texture Not Lance Rivera, nor Mason Get the 8 and stretch it, til they in strecthers Til the red van come try to raid and us [?] yes infections Put the stamp on if they got the needles em
Hey Zeek you (yea) you ride (yea) 45 on my (yeeea yea) Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Somebody die tonite Now in the pen (yea) I revenge (yea) Mack 10 it (yeea yea) Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, gotta die tonite
[Verse 2: Ron] Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more Leave my case open I get in more trouble scuffles, so the Law can shuffle To my they know when I get bored HUSTLE My Man Joe, still stop and go Get a and blow if I yell Da da Doe Is you Raba (NO) Even mama Im the shit but shit gotta go I visit Peru, just to Witnesses vision is too, They Mr. Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Killa Hustler thats all and gorilla stitch 40 go by man still snitch Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I No hammers night Goddamn man It was Amatuer I played sandman I keep Bam Bam Bigilo Cam the nigga tho Fam Fam damn nigga know So blam yea you hear that trigger blow Yes maam, toe ring and there Figaro
[Outro: Freeky Fuck yall niggaz thats to my mother B. If I catch anyone of niggaz runnin by, walkin by, sneakin by, creepin by tha to make sure im gone. Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, C.. Every body. Yall niggaz smell like spoiled pussy. That's word to me baby. niggaz wish, wish I was dead, but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. I go. Then yall gone run soon as see anything that looks anything yall. I give a fuck, its fucked up for everybody dat looks anything lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit yall. You kno who you dealin wit?.. i told Im Coo-coo, half crazy. I done bit half of my lip off waitin to see one of yall motherfuckaz. Cam, killa I know, I how you I know you wz walkin round wit da chain out talkin try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope these motherfuckers try to do it cuz I got somethin for they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for stinkin ass. My foot in ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs, My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset freaky zeaky... im still here, poppin boucin fly az a motherfucker. Come wit us, I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall mother fuckers is some dead fuckers. hurd me some deeeaad mother fuckers... mother fuckers