| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this.
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this!
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| Nigger got me fucked up,
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| Kicking on my horse like I wouldn’t leave a nigger punch drunk
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| Went around talking all tuff chump
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| Fuck around and get stuffed up
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| Better believe if a nigga tred ninety fuck
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| Beat him up, cause a nigger tries his luck,
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| Beat him up, while a nigger try to duk
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| But when I line him up ill be fireing him up
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| Like two lines of dust
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| Im ganna be two glokes with it I’m cock aim ready to pop with it
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| If the bullets gone rain get ready to drop mane nigga got dat fifty
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| And if a nigga thinking that I’m kiding
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| I gotta slug, whith your name on it hommie you can come get it
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| And you give nigger the blame, cause you’re the one that did it,
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| When niggers start shit they reconn a nigga wont finish
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| Give him shots in the face, like a denis I’m a menace
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| I’m gonna make sure a mother fucker feel it.
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| Soon as a nigga get into my bussiness
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| Only got a couple seconds till his blood start spilling
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| Fuck yowll figure recless and cold but a hole in one of yowll bitches
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| Half of yowll whoes the other half snitches matter of fact fuck it
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| All of yowll get it Leave no witness
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| Your fucking with the mother fucking realiest
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| Ill be fucking with them killers, killers
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| The niggers on the block with them glocks
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| Steady running from the cops drug dealing
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| He ill be thinking that his hard.
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| Till I hit him in his heart and his body fell apart like syphilis.
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| You dont want to swap bullets with the mob
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this.
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| You don’t wanna be around when the reaper comes,
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| You don’t wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
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| And a nigga got heat just run
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| You don’t wanna get into it
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| With a nigga that straight black out
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| Nigga you really dont want to take that route
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| Fucking with a nigga that staright jump out
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this!
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| Darkness into this!
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| Darkness into this!
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| Darkness into this!
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| Don’t talk that shit now!
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| Automatic shots at the enemy while I’m screaming out bitch die
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| Shoulda woulda hooda let your fists fly
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| Did you think that you will die while you were this high?
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| Did you think the streets sweaper will make you look at the reaper
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| Then take a peak at death and your soul when it got cold?
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| Did you think that you ever would take a good look at The God through a black
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| whole?
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| See me hooded semi automatic when niggas thinking there hard to the fullest
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| Im a pull it on the mob I’m a pull it
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| I will put I slug in your chest and watch you slide for the bullet
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| While choken on the blood
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| Try na get that money from me but I was quiker I caught him with a slug
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| And on his shoulder was some blood and I’m give no enemy some love
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| And I hope your boy is a thug
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| See if he charges ye,
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| See if his on mark
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| See if he got the heart to do what he gotta do.
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| Like he a G like he a G
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| You can forget about it!
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| Im off the chain like a fith of henacy
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| Or like a pimp be when he see
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| A nigga try tip sweet
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| Let your lips speak, see the clip leak
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| When inflect heat leave a mother fucker up shits creck
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| Pop one of the beats, kill one of the souls,
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| Murder one For that shit you should be ready to fight for
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| Got something might get shot twice for
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| Me and my garage is infamous.
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| You don’t wanna spark the emphasis,
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| On a pistol that could make it pitch black in the room.
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this.
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| You don’t wanna be around when the reaper comes,
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| You don’t wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
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| And a nigga got heat just run
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| You don’t wanna get into it
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| With a nigga that straight black out
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| Nigga you really dont want to take that route
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| Fucking with a nigga that staright jump out
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this!
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| Darkness into this!
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| Darkness into this!
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| You don’t wanna bring darkness into this! |