"Ya know, I think these guys are from the rest The violent displayed when dealing with their enemies Is humanly to people like you and me lack of compassion towards men can only be rivaled By the a gang of hoodlums lead himself I can tell you much I wouldn't wanna fuck with em"
Its lip talka from the motherfuckin boys Park, 5th Ward One on one you get beat Baby Herc got the 9 to let off 12 rounds You wanna shit? Try it I got niggaz on the north, east, and west side I'm motherfucker, I'm wicked Up in yo ass is where a might kick it is our hang out We it bloody 5th, ya get cha brains blown out Big Iron got all streets up Come through Cally Court and get yo ass Ramin got the car jack And I'm back, I control on the phat sack And them motherfuckin punks here bitch But if ya up I got back up Bitch your crew fuck your set Fuck your fuck your click We can take shit to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
(CHORUS)(4x) Clock em, em Drop em, em
D] Don't me for the motherfuckin slaughter Nigga couldn't swim but he got into the Stuck his in some shit, now he drownin Like Bozo, I had to him He and his boys to fold me Called me to the square, but the couldn't hold me Now some were big and some were But the bigger come the harder they fall God damn I ain't nothin Fuckin with Will you quicker than Vanilla Ice So all them niggaz cha got witcha mean shit when I hitcha With the pump, other assault "Didn't they ban that shit man?" Yeah, but I em up, gotta keep the ups Its a must we bust in guns we I can't another nigga G if he get smoked he gonna bleed just like me My philosiphy is to hit em the AK So me when I say Fuck your crew your set Fuck your fuck your click We can take this shit to the You got homeboys, we got
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X] Well it's 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Runnin with the ruckus, niggaz be tryin to us With the bang bang boogey, shoot em up shit niggaz get buck wild, I'm your Clark Kent Come for red don't bar what cha brangin, whatcha brung Its run yo run you gone pay for whatcha Cause Rasir X Ray don't sleep he pull a couple a strings Call for up niggaz straight off the cut Niggaz up for miles Filed up in files, piled up in piles ooo child we did was a must, when my niggaz start to bust Its, to ashes, dust to dust And I ain't the nigga to get stuck with I'm one hill billy motherfucker you don't wanna fuck I'm rougher in the hills with that Uncle Will And this is how a feel your crew fuck your set Fuck your fuck your click We can take this to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
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Wise up, we don't fuck Yeah I got some niggaz lay yo ass down We scared ta shoot, we all clockin loot with Sho I'll dress yo ass in a funeral suit And if you try to steal me then notify your of kin Cause you done stepped a lion's den Where all my bitin You can draw a gun, pull a knife, or we can old school fight It really matter when the shit hit the fan I know my niggaz won't scatter They got my to the end Now you lookin around this tryin to find a fuckin friend But now it's too Plus I see yellow tape Nah, that's yo soul at hells Fuck a 9 I gotta 37 clip bitch You done with the wrong click
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