"Ya know, I think guys are different from the rest The violent behavior displayed dealing with their enemies Is humanly inconcievable to like you and me lack of compassion towards men can only be rivaled By the a gang of hoodlums lead bySatan I can tell you much I wouldn't wanna fuck with em"
Its lip talka from the lost boys Park, 5th Ward One on one you get beat Baby Herc got the 9 to let off 12 rounds You start shit? Try it I got niggaz on the north, east, and west side I'm lost motherfucker, I'm Up in yo ass is where a nigga might it Flamingo is our out We it bloody 5th, ya get cha brains blown out Big got all streets sewed up Come through Cally 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 bitch But if ya up I got back up Bitch fuck your fuck your set Fuck your fuck your click 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 Nigga couldn't swim but he got 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 bigger come the harder they fall God damn I ain't nice Fuckin with Will you fall quicker Vanilla Ice So all niggaz that cha got witcha Won't mean shit I hitcha With the pump, other weapon "Didn't ban that shit man?" Yeah, but I kept em Wise up, gotta the ups Its a we bust in guns we trust I fear another nigga G Cause if he get smoked he gonna bleed 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 take this to the morgue You got homeboys, we got
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X] Well 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 motherfuckers with the ruckus, niggaz be tryin to buck us With the bang bang boogey, shoot em up typa When niggaz get wild, I'm your Clark Kent Come for red 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 pull a couple a Call for back up niggaz off the cut backed up for miles Filed up in files, piled up in piles ooo child What we did was a must, when my niggaz start to Its, ashes to ashes, dust to And I trust the nigga to get stuck with I'm one hill billy motherfucker you don't wanna with I'm still rougher in the hills with Uncle Will And is how a motherfucker feel Fuck your crew your set Fuck your posse fuck your We can take shit to the morgue 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 done stepped into a den all my niggaz bitin You can draw a gun, a knife, or we can old school fist fight It don't matter Cause when the shit hit the fan I know my niggaz scatter got my back to the end Now you lookin around this bitch tryin to a fuckin friend But now too late I see some yellow tape Nah, yo soul at hells gates Fuck a 9 I gotta 37 shot bitch You done fucked with the click
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