"Ya know, I think these are different from the rest The violent behavior displayed when dealing with their Is humanly inconcievable to people you and me Their lack of compassion towards men can be rivaled By the a gang of hoodlums lead bySatan I can tell you this much I wouldn't wanna with em"
Its lip talka from the motherfuckin lost Park, 5th Ward One on one you get down Baby Herc got the 9 waitin to let off 12 You wanna start Try it I got niggaz on the north, east, south and west I'm lost motherfucker, I'm Up in yo ass is a nigga might kick it Flamingo is our out We call it 5th, ya get cha brains blown out Big Iron got all sewed up Come Cally Court and get yo ass fucked Ramin here got the car And I'm Lil' back, I on the phat sack And them motherfuckin punks over here But if ya stack up I got up Bitch fuck your crew your set Fuck your posse fuck your We can take this shit to the You got homeboys, we got
(CHORUS)(4x) Clock em, em em, Stop em
D] Don't blame me for the slaughter couldn't swim but he got into the water Stuck his head in some shit, now he Bozo, I had to clown him He and his tried to fold me Called me to the square, but the square couldn't me Now some were big and some tall But the they come the harder they fall God I ain't nothin nice Fuckin with Will you fall than Vanilla Ice So all them niggaz that cha got Won't mean when I hitcha the pump, other assault weapon "Didn't they ban that man?" Yeah, but I kept em Wise up, keep the ups Its a must we bust in guns we I can't fear nigga G Cause if he get smoked he bleed just like me My is to hit em with the AK So hear me I say Fuck your crew fuck set Fuck posse fuck your click We can take this to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
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X] Well it's 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Runnin with the ruckus, be tryin to buck us With the bang boogey, shoot em up typa shit When niggaz get buck wild, I'm your Kent for red don't bar none what cha brangin, whatcha brung Its run yo run you pay for whatcha done Cause Rasir X Ray don't sleep till he a couple a strings Call for back up straight off the cut Niggaz up for miles Filed up in files, piled up in piles ooo child What we did was a must, when my niggaz to bust Its, ashes to ashes, dust to And I trust ain't the to get stuck with I'm one hill billy motherfucker you don't wanna with I'm still in the hills with that Uncle Will And this is how a feel your crew fuck your set Fuck your posse your click We can take this shit to the You got homeboys, we got
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Wise up, we don't around I got some niggaz that'll lay yo ass down We ain't scared ta shoot, we all clockin with Sho I'll dress yo ass in a funeral suit And if you try to steal me then your next of kin Cause you stepped into a lion's den Where all my niggaz You can a gun, pull a knife, or we can old school fist fight It really matter Cause when the shit hit the fan I know my niggaz won't They got my to the end Now you lookin around this bitch to find a fuckin friend But now too late I see some yellow tape Nah, yo soul at hells gates Fuck a 9 I 37 shot clip bitch You fucked with the wrong click
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