| Retalition is a must
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| Watch your back
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| Stay on que
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| Shoulda never fucked with us Now you got me after you
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| Devious and beady eyes
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| Quick to jump and take your life
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| What the hell you think this is?
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| Ain’t no way you walkin’by
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| If you see them
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| Let them know
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| Just how far you lettin’shit go You fuckin with some OG
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| Detroit weirdos
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| We bombin’on who ever dirty situation chasin'
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| and makin’you fuckin’bleed
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| Put you on a permanent vacation
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| Hammertime on your face with my right boot
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| For loose river dance
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| Do the jit into a spongy spit
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| My homies Twiztid got you listed
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| Have you all hemmed up like
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| «What the fuck is this?»
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| We bigger than you thought
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| The whole crew be representin'
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| Pistol whippin all haters
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| Have em twitchin’and flippin'
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| Retalition
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| Beat em down
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| Call up all the fellas
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| We been known in the hood
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| As some eye ball swellers
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| Retaliate
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| Hunt em down
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| Get em where it hurts
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| I’m in the back with the windows cracked
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| I heard shots
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| Somebody on the side of me Bitch I ain’t Pac
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| Give me a second to shoot back
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| and I just happened to be smokin’a blunt
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| and got the hops on my lap
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| Now I’m pullin’up behind you
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| Steady trying to hide out in traffic
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| But you know that I’mma find you
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| Blindside you
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| Scared to death
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| Keep shootin’till the burned and fallin’skin on his chest
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| God bless the dead
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| Go against me and you’ll rest up in a bed
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| With a hole in the head
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| Don’t fuck with me It ain’t worth your life
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| It ain’t worth watchin’your moms die tonight
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| If you start it I’mma finish it Diminish it to nothin’but rubble
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| and you just opened a trunk of some trouble
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| It’s Monoxide, a killer
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| Roll it up and relax
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| Retaliatin’on you bitches
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| Watch your back
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| Retaliate
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| Hunt em down
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| Get em where it hurts
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| Ain’t nobody playin’bitch
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| This ain’t no motherfuckin’game
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| You fuck with ours
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| You ain’t never gonna be the same again
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| Leave you chillin’in a wheel chair
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| K chopped your legs from knee down
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| Now who you gon’see now?
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| You touch ours
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| Get touched back with force
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| Anywhere you at it’s on, of course
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| We don’t sleep at all
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| Give all my homies a call
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| Everybody in your crew is sure to fall
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| Sho 'Nuff!
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| Retalition in effect
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| Fuck with ABK and my brother
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| You get a rusty shovel all up in your neck
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| Use the same weapon to bury that ass in the ground
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| So don’t play hard
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| Put your piece down
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| or get peaced out
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| Don’t be staring like you gonna do shit
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| Without your weapon and your mouth
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| Bitch you’re useless
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| My crew gets pissed the fuck off
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| At all these mediocre thugs
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| Claimin’they hard
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| When they be soft
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| Retaliate
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| Hunt em down
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| Get em where it hurts
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| You ever think about Death?
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| You ever look Death in his eyes? |