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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his bitch
Why niggas illy word to Will he bout to feel it
I feel it, he shoulda dealt with it
niggas sour they put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to wonder why they're
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill beaming
Triple-beam and cream, had em fiending
To get they fingers on the dosa, I called
Sosa these niggas hit the God bring the
Meet me in the I'm bout to go loca
my rat beggin me to stay and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, Venus and
With two macs the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My nigga Hav soldier
It's down, it's going down kid
I heard he not live, I'm holding back tears
Told these broads to put it in
With two females that don't smile digging style yo
Whattup son, these niggas done started wild
You know the clique well, Ramel with the gold in his
Tried to get a holding the steel
I attention to the females
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' pulled me and told me the deal
He said both hoes'll
Spray and reload and still handle the wheel
Point em out smoke a Phil' chill
I back Escobar status, knowing The Firm got it cornered
We on it, shit we was born

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, and trifeness
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a shorty we set you up
the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
We finesse this, for RD, we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds with
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, you wit a shorty then we set you up

Hold it right there pull
That nigga there inside the Rover
I knew he'd be right here, I you
get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big and rocking boulders
He's stunting, after he left my man that
Without a chance to fight back, but I'll be right back
He never seen us, gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, yo' bidness
And to him, shake your ass try to screw him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A tight parasuco, young faces
Can niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was amused
By the way they walked, way they
Only if knew these girls'd spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her him don't grab boo
They chatting, was only bout a minute, flat when
They jumped in the back of the Jeep
We followed them pollying, he the hoes were Somalian
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the phone and called the and them
We low about a hour or so these bitches movin too slow
We holding, what if them wild hoes started folding
Sosa, said say no more, we rolling
Before we got in must have shot him, security wildin
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me and two shorties
The niggas got murdered in the orgy

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
I finesse this, for R.D., we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds wit
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
Roping up
our clique is thick
Another day dollar
money, more murder
Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the