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Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, we it bouncin like this
Yeah, huh, we it movin like
Listen, listen, look..

The most wanted man in America, I Assassinate+ your character
Quickly embarass ya as as fuck!
Pressin my buttons nigga is like pressin your luck
China-white, a percent, pure uncut
Detonate, Little Kuwait, I'm blowin up
Go ahead, make your mistake, and that punch
I'ma pull this Mag and make you strip
walk down the street naked, some gangsta shit
Make it complete, I dance, shoot at your feet (Dance nigga!)
Niggaz be weak, I found out you talk in your
you a bitch, you came back, went in for more cash
Baseball both of your legs, I'll on your ass

Xzibit]
You never stop me cause you too slow
And we not the motherfuckers that you you know
It ain't the dollars the principle of it so love it or leave it
Forever hardcore, so you believe it
In all black, full metal jackets that make you move
units the same way I used to move crack
You never stop me cause you too slow
And we not the motherfuckers you thinkin you know

Yeah, yeah, most of the I'm totin a nine
in my waistline or behind close to my spine
I write these, negative fines, and heat for
Last in a black trenchcoat, at Columbine
Peep the design, make your remains hard to
I ain't afraid to fire, just cross this line
Most niggaz got guns but still don't know how to aim
I remain tight, sleep in a coffin, avoidin

[King
We sit upon a plateau, with and cash flow
Sadaam and Castro, to the last blow
I mash dough and half cats you ass slow
It's relative, and all positively
It's like, 'cause flashin his gat, he cute
while I'm paranoid, cookin loot, urgin to shoot
+Assassinate+ the +Soul+ and bring
A fascinatin by King Trife, listen
I'm in a up position, my baby momma keep bitchin
Niggaz is dry snitchin, and
Not to mention, my cookin crack in my kitchen
So why the fuck you think my braincells keep
Plus most niggaz round parts got weak hearts
Call theyselves thugs when let the heat spark
You mark, cross me and pay tax
Punch you in the mouth and take gat, motherfucker!