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J]
The Gangsta and the Vice Lords have teamed up
We gonna the motherfuckin clubs up
The fuckin Liquids, what I'm sayin
The D and D the spot, GD's! VL's!

[Chorus: Pat]
Who the up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards fear
Man you hoes wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya (X2)

J]
The nigga wanna step
Gonna meet his
First I hit the wit a right, then I swing a left
Kept on dropping B's B's till I'm out of breath
Then I took a knife and cut the fool til he wet
Boy you gon
Real playaz it comes to that
Knowin this ain't but nigga we gon hang your neck
How you gonna diss the writer, hoe I am a threat
Shoot at your bitch ass like the killa know you of that, scared of that
it on nigga to this motherfuckin M-Town
Click click boom then you feel your body down
Don't be trippin wit these Park gangstas
Robbers, killaz, boyz, rapists
Gangsta Fred, C, workin with that maintenance
Cut you up, wrap you up, leave ya ass
Pimp ya ass, momma boy, fell the rugar
So fuckin sweet, I probably call you sugar

Project Pat]
Who the up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta
Man you hoes wanna clown
man you hoes wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya (X2)

Now when I fall up in the club, I be yellin, a bitch
Steady wit a mug
Yeah this
Startin
Nigga what bitch,
Get the up out my way
Throwin bows, hoes
Lettin you know I'm in the
whateva, get it done
you cowards, got a gun
I'm a until I die
Makin bitches out run
You can run if you
Where you run is you die
I'm a break me off a stick your ass in the eye
It's Chat, you got
All animosity
here mane, I'm a aim
Shoot thang
For me
You a
nigga
Never you pulled a trigger
You got hoe off in blood
When it rain, hoe you
Have you ever seen a bitch come the door and take the floor
Gangsta walkin, representin, a mack ain't goin hoe
laws, fuck the law
Keep bitches out my business
I'm a this junt down, everybody gonna witness, bitch

[Chorus: Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards fear
Man you don't wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't clown
If you do we ya down (X2)

Boy]
What ya cowards wanna do, don't a fuck bout what ya sayin
Pull a pistol on ya in a wit no delayin
Frayser Boy, I'm comin
Nigga who the fuck is
Got yo nuts all up, I'll whip yo ass til ya blue
Throwin Bay up in the air
Nigga I don't fuckin
Niggaz practice hard, but ain't gon do shit but stare
muggin in the club and
Bout to get yo ass and
I hide behind my words, I'll beat yo ass down in public
I'm the of the real
Betta ask yo peeps
Knock a patch up out ya head and stomp yo ass ya sleep
Man this liqour got me
You see another wink
I was in here tryna chill, now ya got me heat
your ass up off ya feet
Leave yo body a leak
Ring the bell, school's in, here's the I'm gon teach
Better step away reach
Ass you gon see
Have yo ass decepticons hollarin retreat

[Chorus: Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't clown
If you do we ya down (X2)

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PHM 4L GREEN,ETCH,SKETCH,RIDLER,BOMP,MAP,AND EVERY 1 ELSE UP IN DAT SHIT 746 KEEPIN SHIT 2002-2003