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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 silly
Why niggas acting illy to Will he bout to feel it
I it, he shoulda been dealt with it
Them niggas sour they put to much flour in coke
And got the nerve to wonder why broke
While we was gleaming, was scheming
Seen the ill Beamers
Triple-beam and doubling cream, had em
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the I'm bout to go loca
Left my rat beggin me to stay and her
He came with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My Hav gotta soldier
It's getting down, it's going kid
I heard he might not live, I'm holding back
Told these to put it in gear
With two females don't smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, these done started something wild
You know the clique well, Ramel the gold in his grill
Tried to get a holding the steel
I paid to the females
Maintained bitches it get real
Sos' pulled me close and me the deal
He both hoes'll peel
Spray shots and and still handle the wheel
Point em out smoke a then chill
I layed back Escobar status, The Firm got it cornered
We on it, we was born with

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

Hold it right pull over
That nigga there inside the Rover
I knew he'd be here, I told you
Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
He's stunting, after he my man like that
Without a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be back
He never seen us, Sos' the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, handle yo'
And step to him, your ass try to screw him
Do what ya do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was amused
By the way walked, way they talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New
If they had to, him ask Venus, could I have you
He jumped out a Jeep, her tell him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only bout a minute, flat
jumped in the back of the Jeep laughing
We followed pollying, he thought the hoes were Somalian
Probably wanted to hit the Inn
I grabbed the and called the Mobb and them
We layed low about a hour or so these bitches too slow
We both holding, what if them hoes started folding
Sosa, said say no more, we started
we got in they must have shot him, security wildin
There the go, hurry up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The punk niggas got murdered in the

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

QBC, QueensBridge
Roping up
Cause our is thick
Another day another
money, more murder
Fuck shit, Q.B. up in the house