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My visions outta focus I lit the hocus-pocus All I'm for you vultures is a couple of cockroaches split your wiggy - probably incidental When I your instrumental but we gon' keep that confidential I really can keep a secret but you tellin' to represent You a bitch in disguise Talkin' you need a trend so you can wet the tough guyz And suspense is your evidence, lay it to guys Must I - do the cappin', I would love to rappin' But I heard you packin' and bitch-made when it come to scrappin' Mon-d, m.c. is x-fac'in' Lookin' for your so I can smack and p.d. wack him My tactics are more just bad bitches and back Shiiit, jackie would fuck around and get his ass blasted Stupid bastard - blessed the session in my section are lookin' for some new direction
Don't be comin' around my way with that tough guy west side allowed and we won't get hit We gots the locked down from town to town And we keep on payin', don't give a what you sayin' Don't be comin' around my way with that tough guy Only west allowed and we won't get hit We gots the ho's locked down from town to And we keep on playin', so fuck you sayin', geah
bam] We got problems that you believe The is filled with hatred, player haters and greed (geah) And I can't lie - cause we all done took in it And no pointin' no muthafuckin' fingers of who done started it You gotta be down for get down You gotta be to put your hit down Then to split your grip down (geah) The middle - gotta be Signs posted in the hood, all beware, now check it (check it out) One time can't no order They the ones checked, need a restrainin' order (chin chin) Against like me that's on the warpath So get umbrellas ready because the forecast is gloomy My extra t-shirt be roomy For the gat that I pack, new that wanna do me L.a. is the where punks die quick (half ounce is the you can't fuck with)
Don't be comin' around my way that tough guy shit Only west side allowed and we get hit We got the ho's locked down town to town And we keep on so fuck what you sayin'...
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be comin' around my way with that tough guy shit Only west allowed and we won't get hit We got the ho's locked from town to town And we keep on so what you sayin' Don't be comin' my way with that tough guy shit Only side allowed and we won't get hit We got the ho's locked down town to town And we keep on playin' so fuck you sayin'
on Half ounce in the Half ounce in your mouth