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I'm Back....
Haha! Niggaz can't with me man....
is crazy, dogg. I run this underground rap shit, and the mainstream nigga
I'ma do Boo-Boo...
Diss niggaz right when they fucking album out... and kill 'em!
the breakdown,
Time to the men from the boys,
it straight to the bank, call it Christopher Lloyd,
Call it momma's little boy, or 50's bitch,
The Rotten Apple or the of a snitch,
The of a bitch, nigga softer than a TaYBO Kick,
You Billy Blanks on them flicks,
With no porno chicks, only dicks,
You Taladamore whore them g-string drawers,
And so therefore, I war,
violator, meet me at four ,
Young Buck stay back, put this autograph
A jorge posada glove on and play catch!
(Gunshot) That's for your one plaque
(Gunshot) That's for the riding in the back
(Gunshot) reach for the shit on your lap
(Gunshot) That's for your boss he write my raps (Gunshot)

I'ma killa, Gorilla,
That pine-box sealer, cap peeler,
I'm realer, 40 oz. spiller,
40 glock killer, 40 KILLER!

Ask Spider, I be and crawlin, spinning webs around you niggaz,
bread around you niggaz.
Every time you roll up, the feds you niggaz,
I to watch everything I said around you niggaz.
Twenty niggaz on the squad, twenty niggaz in the can,
That's twenty witnesses, twenty on the stand,
God damn, can someone them the street code,
The Game is to be sold, and not to be
This Dre and Suge or Beans and Hov
is one bullet, one head, and one lost soul.
Wipe my off, and the gun is tossed in with the fishes
Like you and Juice, I'm coming for Bishop, I'm for Bishop,
I'm the of this L.A. shit,
Tell me homie, is you or Crip? Is you thug or bitch?
Cos the say,
They don't never see holmes round L.A..
Fake ass ghostwriter, get your lil' tighter
I put you in the trunk of this fucking low-rider.
Nigga you nuttin' but Hittman in quicksand,
Got a deal cos you sucked a dicks, and
your back on Delany and Jimmy Henchman,
Just take this as a warning, flinch, man.
Wear rag, you from 1-9-0? No!
You know Pap, do you bang east No!
Have you ever 1-6-4? No!
Do the feel your wackass flow? No!
So sit your lil' ass somewhere,
'For I have them niggaz sit yo' ass somewhere,
In the ground somewhere, town somewhere,
Breakin news, has been found somewhere,
Now back to the video, look at silly muh'fuckers,
Y'all some muh'fuckers; "I say Hands Up,
Shorty wanna kick it me"
Get that wack of BET,
the channel, all Black Lambo,
Red and black flannel, in the trunk,
With more then a camel,
Man, I'm sayin, I playin, I'm sprayin',
Any nigga in clique that ever yelled that shit
(Gunshot) Muh'fucker, that's for and Buck
(Gunshot) That's for Hot Rod truck
(Gunshot) That's for Kanye, and beefin' with
(Gunshot) Tell the that's behind you, Duck!

Gunshot) I'ma killa, Gorilla,
Any clip filler, Mobb cap peeler.
I'm realer, the driller,
The rap Godzilla, the Lloyd killer! (Gunshot)