"Ya know, I think these guys are different the rest The violent displayed when dealing with their enemies Is humanly inconcievable to people you and me Their lack of compassion men can only be rivaled By the a gang of hoodlums bySatan himself I can you this much I wouldn't wanna fuck with em"
Its lip talka from the motherfuckin boys Bruister Park, 5th One on one you get down Herc got the 9 waitin to let off 12 rounds You start shit? Try it I got niggaz on the north, east, south and side I'm motherfucker, I'm wicked Up in yo ass is a nigga might kick it Flamingo is our 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 Lil' back, I control on the phat And them punks over here bitch But if ya stack up I got up Bitch fuck your crew your set Fuck your posse your click We can this 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 swim but he got into the water 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 I ain't nothin nice Fuckin with Will you fall than Vanilla Ice So all them niggaz that cha got Won't mean shit when I With the pump, other assault "Didn't ban that shit man?" Yeah, but I kept em Wise up, keep the ups Its a we bust in guns we trust I can't fear another G Cause if he get smoked he bleed just like me My philosiphy is to hit em the AK So hear me I say Fuck crew fuck your set your posse fuck your click We can this shit to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
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X] Well it's 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Runnin the ruckus, niggaz be tryin to buck us With the bang bang boogey, shoot em up typa When niggaz get buck wild, I'm your Kent Come for red don't bar what cha brangin, whatcha brung Its run yo run you gone pay for done Cause X Ray don't sleep till he pull a couple a strings Call for up niggaz straight off the cut backed up for miles Filed up in files, up in piles ooo honey child What we did was a must, when my niggaz start to Its, ashes to ashes, to dust And I trust ain't the to get stuck with I'm one hill billy motherfucker you don't fuck with I'm rougher in the hills with that Uncle Will And this is how a motherfucker Fuck your fuck your set Fuck your posse fuck your We can this shit to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
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Wise up, we fuck around Yeah I got some niggaz lay yo ass down We ain't ta shoot, we all clockin loot Fuck with Sho dress yo ass in a funeral suit And if you try to steal me then your next of kin Cause you done stepped a lion's den Where all my niggaz You can draw a gun, a knife, or we can old school fist fight It really matter Cause when the shit hit the fan I my niggaz won't scatter They got my to the end Now you lookin around this bitch to find a fuckin friend But now it's too Plus I see some tape Nah, that's yo soul at gates Fuck a 9 I gotta 37 shot bitch You done with the wrong click
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