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Roc A in dis muthafucka (Uh! Oh!)
Theivz in this muthafucka (Uh! Oh!)
Pacewon in this (Uh! Oh!)
Eyewitness in muthafucka (Uh! Oh)

[Verse 1] Sporty

Chill
Send in the Narcs website's in it they cocks
Wit thats hot wit rocks in they cigarete box
Legitamite spotz on the grim rim watch
Swimmin in Spot hot simerin rocks
Remeber to the gun right in front of the cops
Some of them shots was but they wanted to pop
In of the lock now bigger niggaz runnin your block
Sellin you shop, every weeks bag a couple hundered, don't
Hey yo, where your gun at, ooh that's nice niga run
And sum cat, leave yo jacket ?
Come back wit gas they want they bullets gunnin me (oh word?)
In of me suddenly, like they down to put one in me
But y'all aint me, y'all ain't nuttin but reasoners
Nigga we can fight monday and everyday till the week
your curtains peekin, you the softest goner
For your bitch, run up off her like, GET OFF THIS
Outside wit weights who dat in the red eight?
Anotha shook drivin, keepin his head straight
the L start rollin niggaz get they cell stolen
Drinkin and blowin and the party's still

Yo Yo
Bitches chasin me
To No Limit Master P
Got a Life To like Ericka Kane I stare at the pane
I smile and I chuckle, trunks Fuck you
My style of rhyme make em walk a duck do
Curious about the MC's I cut through
Wit a razor it's the Pacer, spray stuff that yo face up
It's kinda like fightin Fraiser, break yo boy's bonez
Step inside the ring quick than Roy Jonez
the 9 m.m. alloy chrome
Why y'all walk wit a paranoid dome
Pacewon for life Roc-A-Bloc the madness
Savage for my hip hop niggaz cabbage

[Verse 2] Theivz

Yo Yo Now if it for the Bronx (uh huh)
Kirk loop it, and I woulnd't be here makin rapperz look stupid
I went to school wit you, might even be cool wit you
But I'll blow you Ha I don't know you Ha
And it's personal, maybe the wrong day
Or you spit the wrong and I took it the wrong way
I can or not rock a rock, rock a drug, all courtesy of RoC-A-Bloc
Rock a glock in I need to topz to pop, I aint curse but that's good yo
I'm tryin to stop, man FUCK y'all, damn i did it again
Like tellin my girl OFF then hit it again
tryin to stop smokin then just FLit it again, Flit it again
Like a Nigga get it again
is my game, and i'll ball till the death
Sendin girls wit the smell of BALLZ on they breath
Wha

3] Sporty Theiv$

Hats and broads knock my in cars
Astranaunts beep me from the starz, say got my shit in Mars
Even as far as The Wizard of Oz bars
gravity laws like star wars, guard doors
lock yo car doors, till my heart pause
Fuck shrimp, ? wit sauce
knock u hard in the streets
make it hard to bring you back it's weed and
You lost your receipt, fuck sweet and far it,
which one of want it?
Hundered by the hundred, y'all cats will never want it
Gun it, cats get blunted, roll they up
Put yo G up, lose it all, yo V up
See wha, me?
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