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2: Cam' Ron] Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more Leave my case open hope I get in more More scuffles, so the Law can To my door they know when I get bored My Man Goffrey Joe, stop and go Get a glock and blow if I Da da Doe Is you Raba (NO) Even mama Im the but shit Vamoose 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 I itch No hammers that Goddamn man It was Amatuer I played sandman I keep that Bam Bam Cam the Damn tho Fam Fam every damn know So blam blam yea you that trigger blow Yes maam, toe ring and that there
[Outro: Zeeky] yall niggaz thats word to my mother B. If I catch of yall niggaz runnin by, walkin by, sneakin by, by tha corner to make sure im gone. Imma yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C.. Every motherfucken body. Yall niggaz smell spoiled pussy. word to me baby. Yall niggaz wish, wish I was dead, but too bad for motherfuckerz. Here I go. Then yall run soon as see anything that looks anything like yall. I dont a fuck, its fucked up for everybody dat looks anything lil lil lil lil tiny lil bit like yall. You kno who you dealin wit?.. i told Im Coo-coo, motherfuckin crazy. I done bit half of my lip off waitin to see one of yall motherfuckaz. Killa Cam, I know, I know how you I you wz walkin round wit da chain out talkin bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope motherfuckers try to do it cuz I got for they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass. My foot in they ass. my fist in face, My knee in the ribs, My finger in eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky... im still here, poppin fly az a motherfucker. Come fuck wit us, I you would. I wish you could. Yall mother fuckers is some dead mother fuckers. Yall hurd me some deeeaad mother fuckers... mother