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1:

Never duck mother fucker repeat it
Never duck another fucker
Nigga delete it
put the cerebellum in killa
For a foe can never get
with what a know
Killa fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo hearing your pitiful game,
this is political
in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a to bust
Cause the that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a cock to
a nigga like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get ride on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're really gonna it hella heated
Mother let the glock erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And And I meant it
when I said it you that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you wanna get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some buckin'
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a hatin' fucker
see ya
the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a paper
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of
a nigga made if you to me
You will never
Nigga if I start it Imma it
Run up on a mother
he fuckin' a chick
Put a in her head while she suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga the luck of the grit
pain 2 everyone in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother shame
we carry
If you you're insane or very dumb
too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a know
A mother round will spit
Fuckin' around the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can into
Put us up against some fuckers
and we runnin' it
a nigga buck a nigga
if he he's a gorilla
I when I said it you remember that
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy,
We don't stop and take a minute
we jus,

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come bets to every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked will
wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but know
I'm too mother hard
Deadly like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you in Vietnam
When I explode aint left
but remains for who are froze
For fuckin' wit a insane
Mentally mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' punks like sand
droppin' and
Any punk bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get up
There it is you bitch made
start runnin'
When I'm playin' the trigga
of an uzi a gauge
Really don't matter many die
When the gun scatter
block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't fuck me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and shit
ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with milli
cut up In the middle I'm a little
And And I meant it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if your like a enemy bust
We don't stop and take a minute
we breathe

(2x):

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
come bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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