[mr. Comin up tha block, it's tha undertaker Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't move a muscle I hesitate ta Jus let you have it wit a few No need for and duckin cause wit this missle pack,i'm takin aim Now all methods, need to finish him I took my out my pocket and smoked a blunt as I diminished him Intoxicated, number 1 pookie jus cant be faded off that dosha, I don told ya I was bound to make it Niggaz smoke, that drama I be tellin ya Cause me and my crooks on cloud 9 on tha regular And we crooks, jus some killaz we motivate to get cha Pull out that knife and slit yo and watch yo body shiver Jus will peel ya, points is hittin quicker Standin ova yo body and watchin that blood Say hoe, jus have a seat and listen to tha beat As tha words come out my mouth and grab by yo feet to yo nerves, sendin signals to yo brain As I post up on tha curve, do you I'm tha blame? Wit tha finastatic, lift up my shirt to I will grab it Killin folks and smokin blunts, I'm lettin niggaz have it
Visions of a silent one, up an extra clip Foes out to get me but these rounds spill up out my clip Trip and me throw some shit at yo head No clear description of this face leavin mislead
Now look into tha eyes of a muthafuckin (whatcha see? ) Jus a crip azz nigga as he can be Wit them 3 mo crooks, in otha words, my Be comin hard, I told ya, and spittin so potent And toastin to heavy burdens, I'm on my own Gauge yo dome to solve tha problem at home It's on, now tha pressure's on my wit a tree Damn I gotta hit a lick (naw you to hit that weed) me is a baby momma gripin and cryin Man I hope she ain't about this baby bein mine And times is changin, you betta peep tha around you up I'm bound to a southside clown fool Mr. pookie, mr. muffit, k-roc and beats we see on Smokin til we gon Loan me them pistols so I can a dismissal, what Wont need to dis you, leave you like some tissue Bitch you anotha havoc, boy I ain't gon have it My of a silent one release tha automatic Let you have it wit tha gauge, buckshots come from way Got em lost in tha maze yet I see you dazed Be by tha power I posess, that I stress Turn tha s to a p on yo muthafuckin It's best you keep yo distance cause I jus wont listen Come on in my dimension and let's get into killin
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(pookie jus let me live, man) would you let me live? (huh? ) That's wha I (gun shot) Surprise nigga I hit that scene when you think I Talkin shit to my now boy you really shouldnt Cause tha pack in tha back of me they killaz Cut you up, body show but yo body shiver Flossin that bitch that you wit and shit to me Cause I don already that hoe But you cant tell and you see How a pimp that be me, be actin quiet and Be to snatch yo bitch and leavin that hoochie body numb Tha fun of her, lickin my and my azz Told me to lick up on her, but hoe now I think pass I'd smoke on a blunt I get so high I get tweeted I try to stop smokin so much, k-roc me weeded Jus back on off of me though don't wont no mo or no I'd reach for my gun, bust a pump, let some punk nigga have it This nigga don't know where I'm from homeboy you betta take a I'm out of clean and dirty, 13030 stoneycrook
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