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

[Verse 1] Sporty

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

Yo Yo
Bitches after me
To No Limit like P
Got a Life To Live like Ericka I stare at the pane
I smile and I chuckle, sayin Fuck you
My style of rhyme make em walk like a do
Curious about the that I cut through
Wit a razor it's the Pacer, spray stuff that fuck yo up
It's kinda like fightin Fraiser, break yo boy's bonez
Step inside the ring more than Roy Jonez
Pack the 9 m.m. chrome
Why y'all around wit a paranoid dome
Pacewon for life drop the madness
Savage for my hip hop makin cabbage

[Verse 2] Theivz

Yo Yo Now if it wasn't for the (uh huh)
Kirk Wouldn't it, and I woulnd't be here makin rapperz look stupid
I coulda went to wit you, might even be cool wit you
But I'll you Ha like I don't know you Ha
And it's nothin personal, maybe the day
Or you the wrong rhyme and I took it the wrong way
I can rock or not rock a rock, a drug, all courtesy of RoC-A-Bloc
Rock a in case 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
Like to stop smokin then just FLit it again, Flit it again
Like a Nigga wont get it
This is my game, and i'll ball the death
Sendin girls home wit the smell of on they breath
Wha

3] Sporty Theiv$

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