Yeah, dog, man, you I'm sayin' Fuck all you motherfuckers that wanna call the on us and shit When we tryin' to get our motherfuckin' loot, you know I'm sayin'? (What, what?) y'all (What?) You know I'm
You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no 'Cause every in my click is first nigga to swing Place the call, you fall, we can break them all 'Cause every we control, first nigga to roll
So fuck the shivers, the Gang delivers Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga Your whole got too much cut, nigga what? Pick up your guns, now what the
I get the up, your truant lifestyle, let's rough I'm even gon' be or poor, dead or handcuffed Niggas bust, but and now the war is on (Back) And we gon' when you get murdered, deceased and gone
Retaliation is a must you fuck with us Tell me what was on your when you loaded your pistol up? Was it some gangsta shit, that been it (Nah, that it, fuck) 'Cause you bust shots and still missed, now dig this
know your name but know your face You a mistake now you must be erased Really though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and Drop rights, to start more fights Mills Lane
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Voluptuous vixen, wear my dime pair, watch it like mad 'cause they can't put restrictions They we fixin' to put the Chain team in the mainstream Cut the bad blood gangrene, lyrical vaccine
Injected by mind specimen, my Oestrogen Make the of men, guess again, I'm fresh in wind Consumed by the date stem, get amped 'Cause they can't cramp the camp, we leave 'em
Got them scared stiff mannequins Keep 'em panicin', then we vanishin' into the world at The Chain Platune Be the head niggas in
I serve to protect, self on police premises bones as rug-be-snug, slugs being sold and printless Stay spittin' at divisions, hit your visions Chain but interest got taste for higher proof liquors
If it adventures, affective niggas, arrest resistance Timper screamin' that deaf vast words, without the whispers Connects got prices for product, but Tune fathers Rock the cuts, now I control sonic voices like
A thugs' mug shots' dollars Holla, we drama killers, can't stop the For pain is absolute vodka, Tre, confrontation man For the progress of nation, yo, I'm through your concentrations
I'm comin' out and com Bows is a combination of combustion Too valuable for nothin' I continue cuttin' destruction's smokin' or eruptions California to Connecticut
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Catapult and kick 'em, quickers clap Cookin' trio's like Crio, I'll split ass that go show your crack The killer cultural when I'm gun to [incomprehensible] Since you got murdered they you The who said you deserved it
You can rap, you can sing, see it no thing 'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to the call, make you fall, we can break them all 'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to
So the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers Kaboom, the room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what? Your whole style got too much cut, what? up your guns, now what the fuck
Guess, who the truth? I see the noose when the get loose choke for the wrong shit you spoke Took the approach, invincible
With the writin' utensil, you On instrumentals my mental, sets the tempo of the mic but your flow Slice and a dice a nice, a writer from the deathest cypher
Jersey believes 'em right, but Chain Gang the sane slang Crazy, deranged, strange, with a aim And shootin' range as deep as Danny maintain gets When we show up to the sport
Niggas show the military and fight for what you brought up Play to a good battle, and got grazed In the heart of New Jersey, straight of the crazed Bad blood boils and goals will destroy you
Fans, straight hand me the to unemploy you Yo, so you keep it real right and tight Or spotlight might Only last for one night,
You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no 'Cause every nigga in my click is first to swing Place the call, make you fall, we can break all 'Cause every we control, first nigga to roll
So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang Kaboom, the room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what? Your style got too much cut, nigga what? Pick up your guns, now what the