| Niggas trying to play you out, thun, let the guns blow
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| Niggas trying to say you can’t live, let the guns blow
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| Niggas trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow
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| Niggas saying you can’t eat, let the guns blow
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| Trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow
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| They trying to play you out, nigga, let the guns blow
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| They trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow
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| They trynna play you, nigga
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| Ay yo, fuck that, violate, pay with your life
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| Nigga play you once, then they’re bound to play you twice
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| And when one nigga do it, then another nigga do it
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| Now the hood know you pussy, your thugging is a wrap
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| Might as well grab the gat, nigga, and let the guns blow
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| Turn into Superthug, let them motherfuckers know
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| I’d rather get caught with it than without it
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| Police can get it too, put them dicks in critical
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| I’m taking every penny, I’m drinking plenty Henny
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| I know you hear me, New York City, let them guns blow
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| For Big Poppa, Big Pun, and Big L, yo
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| For Freaky Tah and Jam Master, oh hell no
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| We got to regulate, we got to set it straight
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| Ya niggas keep acting like pussy, I take the whole plate
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| Oh you don’t know how this shit do
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| It’s me, Blaq Po', I let them guns blow
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| Now when I say let them motherfuckers go, I mean it
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| Let off some shots from Compton to Queensbridge
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| I got Pops dusting off his old shotty
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| Granny running 'round saying «bitch, I’ll catch a body»
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| Look at little nigga with his hair all naughty
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| Fucking with them big guns, no steel, snotty
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| Im’ma be the reason why niggas be wilding
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| Little Rock, Chi Town, Detroit, wilding
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| You got that 4 pound, let off a few rounds
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| You bought the motherfucker, what you gon' do now
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| Just lick it in the air, you thug, you don’t care
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| I thought you was never scared, fuck out of here
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| Pass it off to a nigga that bust it
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| Nigga that love it, nigga that don’t discuss it
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| Get high, get drunk, get loose tonight
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| Whoever you don’t like get murdered on sight
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| One, two, three, throw them guns in the air
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| You get knocked, remember that…
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| «I don’t care»
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| Let the guns blow |